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FORWARD GHOSTS OF BRISBANE PREFACE by Christopher Zisi

As the winter of 2018 began, my work on The Himalayan Devil Woman was completed. The manuscript was sent to Paris for editing and illustration. Writing it had been so much fun and great therapy for a difficult personal time I just endured. Still, I wasn’t done… I needed to keep writing. My son tried to give me strategies to come up with ideas for my next novel. His attempts failed. Then I saw it… and I was possessed. Just after Christmas I watched a movie called Alien Lockdown (aka Creature). Seven minutes into the movie, The Ghosts of Brisbane was born. It was such a beautiful thing as the plot just took form and expanded like a gelatinous potion in a mad scientist’s laboratory. The particular scene that sent me bubbling out of the test tube of writer’s cramp concerned a beautiful army soldier being briefed by a menacing Colonel. The soldier is played by the effervescent Singaporean actress Michelle Goh. In this scene the Colonel asks her if she knows why she was selected for this mission? The mission? Doesn’t matter, so just hold your horses.

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Michelle Goh, who plays the soldier, Talon, responds: “… because I survived ‘The Brisbane Operation’?” She answered correctly. ‘The Brisbane Operation’? Not explained (until the end of the movie), but that is all I needed. Okay, so now I had a beautiful heroine. Talon Goh was born… her name taken from the character Talon and the actress who played her. As far as “The Brisbane Operation” goes, since the film really didn’t explain it, I would. Now, with a protagonist running around in my head, Talon Goh took control and I merely followed her through her rugged trials through Brisbane and points north (you’ll see). What unfolds over the pages that follow is my account of “The Brisbane Operation,” and the consequences that resulted. You’ll meet so many nymphomaniac psychotics and you may become obsessed with them. Let yourself go, allow the beautiful to take you by the hand and lead you to so many wonderful and horrific places, and most of all… don’t feel guilty about enjoying this epic about the ruination of Australia. Oh… by the way… Alien Lockdown and Talon do explain ‘The Brisbane Operation’ at the end of the film. Allow me to boast… my ‘Brisbane Operation’ is far superior than the one detailed in the film. For now, I sign off as I put the finishing touches on the sequel to The Himalayan

Devil Woman.

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THE GHOSTS OF BRISBANE An Exploitation Tale/Horror Epic by Christopher Zisi

Chapter 1: Talon Goh The Asian beauty had stopped most of the bleeding. Her sleek, black tactical suit was torn to shreds. Even before Talon Goh had cut much of it into strips to act as bandages, enemy knives and a mutant creature had done a job on it. Now her throbbing body, resting against the concrete of the sewer wall, needed rest. The mercenary’s instinct was to find a ladder and climb… climb to a manhole, force it open and once again breathe the air of Brisbane. Methane and feces permeated the still air but Goh was in too much pain to escape. With the little energy she had left, Talon Goh threw away all her spent clips. Four from her GLOCK and two from her M4 echoed as they clanged on the opposite wall. These six containers for bullets were her only ones and if something else approached her, Talon would be defenseless. The dagger which should have been adhered to her right thigh was still stuck in the tentacled menace that messed her up. Brisbane, she thought, what a shithole! This Australian city was her mission. The mission? Clean up. No rescue… no recovery… just clean up. Talon knew what this meant and when her employers said “clean up,” Talon had no questions. Some Chinese, a smattering of Japanese, a bit of Korean, and a hint of Malaysian, the beauty was an Asian mutt.

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Her mother was a prostitute in rural China and when she threw Talon out the window, just missing a barrel of burning trash, the three-year-old mutt was whisked to an orphanage. No parents or known relatives, Talon was perfect. Her upbringing was hardly nurturing as the nuns and priests in the Chinese orphanage would torture her with cold water, electricity, and beatings. When Talon Goh turned 15 years old, she became the sex plaything of psycho nuns and priests. Every night she was violently raped and her insides were ruined. Talon would never have children. For two years the mutt endured sexual torture. Just before she turned 17, two burly nuns entered her room and chased away her seven roommates. As the two monster nuns advanced on the seemingly defenseless Talon, one barking like a dog and the other holding the severed end of a broomstick, she made her move. Both nuns were drunk and Talon was ready. In seconds, both nuns lay beside Talon’s bed bleeding profusely from their necks. A knife hidden under her pillow was the weapon of choice and the jugular veins were the target. The orphan bathed her bare feet in the warm blood that was pooling beside her bed and she liked it… liked it a lot. The homicidal orphan then stripped. How ironic, the nuns would have torn off her bedclothes if she gave them another ten seconds. The naked orphan then drenched her hands in nuns’ blood and smeared her whole body. Next a sprint out of the room, down two flights of stairs and out the front door. Only three nuns were present in the hallway as she left her dormitory room, killing them was too easy. 20 seconds after the fifth nun dropped dead Talon was out the front door. Now, as she breathed in more sewer gasses Talon Goh remembered how good the air felt on her naked and blood covered body as she escaped the orphanage building. Already covered in her own blood, and maybe some from that probing creature, the beauty ripped off the remaining parts of her tactical suit, including the black silk undergarments.

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Once again, she would feel the cool night air on her naked, blood-soaked body. As she rummaged through her tactical suit for any kind of weapon… there weren’t any… she found her passion fruit lip-gloss. “Perfect,” she sighed and smeared a bunch of it onto her dried lips. Ready! Getting up was the most painful part of this evening. After getting to her feet, everything went numb. The activity of the muscles forced more blood out of her wounds. 15 steps later the mercenary found a metal ladder leading up to a manhole cover. All her weapons were gone so she was able to use all her arms and legs to climb the ladder. Her half-used tube of passion fruit lip-gloss was held in her mouth. Up eight rungs and a healthy push of the iron lid above her head and she saw stars again. Talon Goh climbed out of the sewer and onto the deserted streets of Brisbane. The naked, blood-soaked beauty lay on the street as a slight breeze cooled her heated and broken body. Dying under the stars was preferable to dying in a sewer, destined to be picked apart and eaten by a failed laboratory experiment. Fading out of consciousness, Goh was startled back by a burly voice, “Talon my dear… you look marvelous.” She opened her eyes and saw a large man straddling her naked torso. Ivan Putski, the Polish tripod. Goh and Putski enjoyed hours of pre-marital sex a few days ago at a HYATT in Canberra. He satisfied her… big time, but in all fairness, she satisfied him like he never had been before. The Pole was wearing a containment suit but had taken his headgear off. She knew the air in Brisbane was fine, but the ruse of contaminated air was necessary to hurry the evacuation of the ignorant population. “I always thought you look better naked than clothed.” The Asian mercenary knew what was coming next. “Unfortunately, my precious, this is a clean-up operation and your bleeding body is a bit of a stain on Brisbane’s streets.” Putski pulled a large, jagged hunting knife from somewhere.

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Goh couldn’t move… too much blood loss and exhaustion. The manly Pole looked over her naked body once more and began drooling. Realizing Goh couldn’t move Putski changed his plan. Instead of cutting her throat he would grope her for several seconds and then strangle the life out of her while raping her. Goh read his mind… his eyes said it all. As Putski knelt down and moved in to plant a wet French kiss onto his conquest, Goh mustered all the strength she had and with a violent exhale she spit out her tube of passion fruit lip-gloss. The tube hit Putski in the forehead and on cue the head exploded. As blood, bone, brains, and teeth rained down on Goh’s face and shoulders, her last thought before losing conscious was, “… cool, I didn’t think that would work.”

Chapter 2: Dr. Maila Viitala Everything about this sunless winter day in Spitzbergen only served to annoy the sultry Finnish doctor. Dr. Maila Viitala was a woman of action currently being neutered by European administrators. In addition to being the chief surgeon at this secret facility, the 40-year-old beauty was an out of control nymphomaniac. More specifically, she was a jealous, insecure, out of control nymphomaniac. If she had it her way, Talon Goh would already have been dissected and her internal organs in separate jars. Even with the life draining out of her, the Asian mercenary still managed to humiliate the Finnish doctor. Maila had been enjoying a week at the HYATT in Canberra. Her boy-toy, Ivan Putski, had joined her. Both were going to be essential players in the imminent Brisbane operation. Maila’s specialty was violent BDSM role playing games. Her and Putski could go for hours and emerge bruised, bloodied and highly satisfied. Maila desired a more risqué experience. The hotel room was so boring, Maila made up her mind that she would make violent love to Putski on the streets of Brisbane.

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The city of Brisbane was all but evacuated by now, and soon the two would leave the HYATT and set up shop in Australia’s easternmost city. This was a clean-up operation and Putski was charged with eliminating an Asian mercenary. Maila was convinced Putski was totally under her influence. Then word came in… Talon Goh had engaged the target and was now on her way out of the Brisbane sewer. Putski rushed to Brisbane to eliminate Goh and Maila followed. Toward midnight, Maila found Putski advancing on his nude and bleeding Asian target. Maila advanced on the pair believing it would be fun to give Putski oral sex while Goh’s blood spurted up to them. As she got closer to Putski she peeled off her white trench-coat to reveal some red lace undergarments, fishnets, and shiny red stilettos. Before she could call out to Putski, now only 10 meters away, she heard Putski talking to his prey about how much he loved her naked body. Swine! How could he! As Putski knelt down to plant a kiss on the skank, Maila pulled out a Derringer and put a bullet in Putski’s head. No one ever cheated on Dr. Maila Viitala! Still steaming, Maila incorrectly assessed Talon Goh as a corpse. The blood loss alone indicated that. Any further examination from the lingerie clad doctor would have to wait as two helicopters landed to evacuate Maila, Goh, and Putski’s remains. Twenty hours later, both gals… and soon to be deadly rivals… were dropped off at The Facility on this Arctic island.A team of doctors was assigned to restore Talon Goh back to perfect health. Interrogators were able to gather that Goh hadn’t eliminated the primary target. Maila, as a woman, was charged with tending to the sexual violation that was inflicted on Goh. A rape kit collected semen and it was determined that the Asian skank had sex with a number of males including Ivan Putski. When Putski’s semen was discovered inside Goh, Maila swore she would inflict a slow tortuous death upon this whore. What interested the bosses at The Facility was the semen of Dr. Tuukka Rask.

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Dr. Rask was a Finnish geneticist believed to have died in a laboratory accident two years ago. Dr. Rask was also the first doctor recruited for The Facility. Maila knew Rask well and had frequent violent sex with him. Rask had led a man’s life and was able to easily hogtie the Finnish dominatrix. Once hogtied, Rask inflicted beatings on Maila she would take weeks to recover from… and she loved it. Knowing Goh had sex with Putski and Rask caused Maila to alter her strategy. As soon as the brain-trust assigned Goh to her fulltime, Maila would paralyze the Asian whore with an injection and remove her internal organs while Goh was conscious. She would then cut them up and force them down Goh’s windpipe and watch her choke to death on them. Today, Goh would get some good news… and some bad news. The brain-trust decided to allow Dr. Maila Viitala to be Talon Goh’s only physician. The Finnish psycho doctor was ready with some nice paralyzing agents and surgical tools. The nympho was also ordered to keep Goh in good health as the brain-trust would send her back to Brisbane to finish the job. The brain-trust also ordered Maila to find out about Goh’s sexual escapades. More specifically, why did Goh have Dr. Rask’s semen in her vagina… a man who has been dead for two years.

Chapter 3: Dr. Tuukka Rask The Finnish geneticist lost all vestiges of sanity decades ago. Dr. Tuukka Rask had only one passion… okay, if you throw in deviant and violent sex, he had two passions. Just like the Americans and Soviets in the 1960s, Dr. Rask was in a race… a race that must be won. In neighboring Sweden, his rival, Dr. Jari Sundin* shared the same passion. Both of these geniuses sought to create an indestructible lifeform that could replace human soldiers on the battlefield. A small army of perhaps 500 of these creations could conquer the world. *Dr. Jari Sundin is one of the characters of The Himalayan Devil Woman TG Double Edition

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Then, a huge gift of fate landed in the Fin’s lap. The Stockholm police executed a search warrant of Sundin’s mansion. The cops destroyed the contents of the lab sending Sundin on the run. The whereabouts of the Swedish lunatic were not currently known, but Rask was certain he was dead. Now Rask was the only player in the world of creating monstrous genetic mutations. This is when he was approached by The Facility. The Facility made Dr. Rask an offer he could not refuse. A state of the art genetics laboratory… an unlimited budget… test subjects (including humans)… and no government or academic regulation. The bad news was he would have to move his existence to an Arctic shit-hole in Spitzbergen. This was too good to be true. The barren climate of Spitzbergen was not an issue… the mad doctor never went outside. Dr. Rask figured he’d make a demand or two of his own before accepting. First, he asked for the daughter of Jari Sundin. The Swedish beauty was a perfect specimen. The Fin desired to rape and torture her before using her DNA in his experiments. Unfortunately, the Swedish beauty was also missing, believed to be with her father. Fair enough… the next best thing was Dr. Maila Viitala. Dr. Viitala was a third-rate foot doctor in Helsinki who did not know the difference between a stethoscope and a sphygmomanometer. She had a pretty good gig going at her private office in a Helsinki high-rise penthouse. The podiatrist was a known nymphomaniac. While most Finnish podiatrists catered to the geriatric population of Finland (government healthcare funds paid all the bills), Dr. Viitala saw to the needs of wealthy Japanese businessmen. Their fetishes were her cash cow. Her examinations always began with a probing foot massage and escalated into either oral sex or violent BDSM role playing. Rask loved visiting Viitala and inflicting torture and bondage on her. The Facility agreed and both Finnish medical professionals were whisked to Spitzbergen.

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Dr. Rask was happier than a monk in a Swedish bordello. His experiments were showing results and he was sure his results would lead to a monster army that would control the world. In his jubilation and over-confidence, carelessness snuck in. He had just summoned the nymphomaniac podiatrist and ordered her to wear a lot of latex when he reached into his condom container. Unfortunately for Dr. Rask, he stuck his hand in the wrong container and his right hand was pricked by a used syringe. Paying no attention to this error, Rask corrected himself and found a ribbed, strawberry flavored condom. The latex clad podiatrist arrived and she went to work with her whip. 90 minutes later Dr. Rask was smoking a CAMEL while icing down his abdomen and Dr. Viitala was puffing a VIRGINIA SLIM while icing down her inner thighs. The naked and bruised podiatrist limped out of Rask’s laboratory not realizing she would never see the Finnish lunatic ever again. The next morning a statuesque Swedish beauty wearing a tight security guard uniform was doing her rounds. When she came to Rask’s laboratory the doors were wide open. These doors were never open. The blonde guard ventured in and found the place in shambles. Spotting a telephone on a desk at the far side of the laboratory the beautiful guard, and former Air Sweden stewardess (she was fired when she was caught having sexual relations with another stewardess in the airplane latrine at 35,000 feet), slipped on a gelatin-like substance. Now flat on her back the substance attacked and covered her face. Ingrid Ekland, former beauty for Air Sweden, former waitress at The Frisky Bear in Stockholm, kicked violently as her face was eaten and disintegrated by a greenish-blue ooze. Such a horrible fate for such a beautiful woman. Her coffin would be this laboratory as a clean-up crew was dispatched. The room was quarantined and everything in it, including Ingrid Ekland, would be sealed inside it for at least ten years. The brain-trust at The Facility was sure Rask was also disintegrating in his own lab. They were wrong.

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Chapter 4: Three Against One It was time. Dr. Maila Viitala decided she needed to examine the dirty whore in Cell #4. The skank was now 100 % healthy, thus beating the living shit out of her would be a problem. One way or another, the Goh hussy would be tortured, humiliated, and eventually put out of her miserable existence. The brain-trust was not aware of Maila’s goals for the Asian mercenary, and if they were, would never have made her Goh’s attending physician. Like all employees at The Facility, Dr. Maila Viitala was put through mandatory Jim Mitchell Leadership and Communications Training. “Everyone is a Winner,” was the motto of this rancid philosophy. Maila would use this training. The brain-trust would get what they wanted… for Goh to explain why Dr. Rask’s semen was in her vagina… and Maila would get what she wanted… Goh cut into several pieces. As soon as Goh gave up the information about Rask, the brain-trust would put a bullet in her brain. As far as Maila was concerned, this fate was too good for this Asian mutt. Maila had fantasies, which she was determined to make into realities, of pulling out all of Goh’s teeth one by one, shoving an electric cattle prod up her vagina, gouging out both of her eyes, and so on. No one steals Dr. Maila Viitala’s love slaves and lives! That was her motto, an infinitely better one than, “Everyone is a Winner.” Meanwhile, in Cell #4, Talon Goh waited. Cell #4 was cold and Goh was clad in a tight orange jumpsuit. She was resigned to her fate… execution. Failing in Brisbane had sealed that fate. The sultry Asian mutt now wished Putski finished the job before losing his head. Waiting was the worst part. Her interrogation over the past few days included electricity, suffocation, and sleep deprivation… lame! From what she could figure her execution was on hold until she coughed up information on some schmuck named Rask. But who was Rask? Asking this question prompted her interrogators to turn up the level of electric shock administered to her.

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Cell #4 was three meters by three meters. The walls were padded and the only window was on the door. The only furnishings was a metal desk chair with arms and a thin padded seat. She sat in the chair and waited… but for what? A bullet? Maila stood outside Cell #4. Because Talon Goh was now healthy and strong, Bibi and Nooma accompanied the nympho-podiatrist. Bibi and Nooma were sultry stewardesses for Air Sweden when Maila recruited them. At first the two blonde beauties were three blonde beauties but Ingrid Ekland was melted in Rask’s lab. The Air Sweden trio were all too happy to quit and go to work for the Finnish podiatrist. They were dressed in latex nurse outfits and greeted Japanese business men who came to… well… have their feet worked on. Many times, they provided oral sex to these businessmen which earned them huge tips. When Maila was recruited to work at The Facility, the trio came along. Now they donned tight black jumpsuits, carried stun guns and were part of the security force. Unfortunately, Ingrid was… well… best not to think about Ingrid anymore. “Everyone is a winner,” Maila repeated this mantra to herself as she punched a six-digit code into the key pad beside the heavy metal door of Cell #4. The door opened and Maila, Bibi and Nooma charged in. Maila hit the target first shooting like a torpedo into Talon Goh’s chest. With Maila on top of her, Goh fell backwards to the floor. The nympho screamed, “Everyone is a winner!” Nooma sat on Talon’s right arm and Bibi on the left. Talon could only kick her legs. Over and over again Maila punched Goh’s face… this lasted about 30 seconds. Bleeding from the nose and mouth Talon Goh tried her best not to laugh. Who were these three bimbos? Soon Goh thought… wait… Talon Goh knew she would be killed today and she was determined to take as many bimbos as she could with her. Maila shouted again… “Where is Rask, you, whore?”

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Rask! There was that name again. Who the Hell was Rask? Talon Goh, spitting out blood snarled and answered the nympho-podiatrist, “On your pussy, cunt-face… put some ointment on it!” Dr. Maila Viitali wasn’t pleased at Goh’s flippant answer. Believing Goh was half unconscious she ordered Bibi and Nooma to get her off the ground. Both Swedes grabbed an arm and pulled Goh to her feet. The Asian beauty again thought, “Wait! Almost a few more seconds.” Goh’s face was dripping a lot of blood. Maila pulled a pair of plyers out of her white coat and ordered Nooma to pry open Goh’s mouth. “We’ll start with the upper front teeth you slut.” Now! What followed took less than five seconds and Bibi and Nooma would never know what hit them. The Asian mercenary kicked both feet over her head and landed behind her two Swedish tormentors. With the palm of her right hand she shoved Nooma’s nose into her miniscule brain, killing her instantly as she turned her head. Before Nooma hit the floor, Goh wrapped both her arms around the head of Bibi and jerked it violently. Bibi was also dead before she hit the floor. Two out of three wasn’t bad. Maila’s stun gun ended Goh’s tirade. With all three of her sultry stewardesses assuming room temperature, Maila wondered if a trio from Seoul Airways could replace them. Before Goh could shake off the effects of the stun gun, the nympho-podiatrist injected her with a powerful tranquilizer. Talon Goh would be in la-la land for the next 16 hours.

Chapter 5: KEVIN KEVIN… not Kevin. No one knew why but KEVIN was always referred to in capital letters. As the leader of the brain-trust, KEVIN headed The Facility. Standing five feet nine inches, the 58-year-old administrator was… well… he was KEVIN. No one joked about KEVIN. They could have. People could have poked fun at his pot belly or his stained neck-tie that came down five inches above the belt.

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They could have joked about his comb-over hairdo… or his coke-bottle glasses… or his out of style short-sleeve dress shirts. Whatever his appearance suggested, KEVIN was the top dog in the brain-trust. KEVIN was an administrator through and through, rarely leaving his office. KEVIN was also a true believer in The Jim Mitchell Leadership and Communication Course… in fact, KEVIN actually taught a few blocks of this training to the employees at The Facility. Dr. Maila Viitala sat in KEVIN’s office. Behind KEVIN’s desk was a banner proclaiming, “Everyone is a Winner!” On his desk, no family pictures… instead a yellowed baseball (probably decades old) autographed by Andy Messersmith. KEVIN began, “I know you have experienced a tragedy doctor, but we, at The Facility, care about you as one of our family members.” Maila was sure this Jim Mitchell logic would cause her to vomit before she left her meeting with KEVIN. He continued, “Your tragedy is our tragedy, we all loved Bibi and Nooma.” KEVIN read these two names off of an index card. Maila was just glad KEVIN bought the story that Goh killed these two beauties while trying to escape and only some heroics by herself prevented Goh from sprinting out the front door. Maila was focusing on a stain dotting KEVIN’s red neck tie. She was also wondering who the hell was Andy Messersmith! KEVIN went on… Maila began thinking of slitting his throat… this was torture. “You are family. We care about you here at The Facility, doctor.” The nympho-podiatrist wasn’t sure how much more of this she could take. She made a mental note to track down Jim Mitchell and disembowel him. “I totally understand, you want to strap Talon Goh to a gurney… nude, of course… and surgically remove several of her internal organs while she is awake… slice them up and shove them down her throat.” Maila nodded. “I totally understand, and I do care about your feelings… but I have another plan and I’d like you to help us with it.” What! Maila did her best not to show her anger. Why wasn’t she being allowed to kill the whore?! TG Double Edition

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KEVIN continued, “You see, if Dr. Rask is alive, we need him.” Maila no longer looked at Rask as her love slave but a traitor chasing Asian whores. “I also know Dr. Rask means a lot to you and we can all be winners if he is brought back to us.” Maila was only slightly shocked… “Everyone is a Winner,” she thought. Rask alive! How? Maila was sure he was dead on the floor of his Building 9 laboratory. After Ingrid… well… best not to discuss Ingrid and what happened to her. HAZMAT disaster protocol was put into action, the lab and Building 9 were sealed. The above ground corridor leading to Building 9 was also sealed and the underground tunnel leading to it was filled in with cement. Building 9 would remain off limits for 10 years. But… if Rask was alive, Maila’s jealousy altered her plans. Instead of feeding the Asian slut her own internal organs, she would feed her Rask’s organs. Better yet, Maila would castrate Rask and shove his tallywhacker down Goh’s windpipe. That would be such a beautiful thing, thought the nympho-podiatrist. She smiled at KEVIN and nodded in agreement. KEVIN was happy, after all… Everyone is a Winner!

Chapter 6: The Violation of Talon Goh Still alive! Why? Talon Goh was awake again… strapped to a gurney totally nude. She racked her brain in this sterile white hospital room, unable to move. Her face throbbed and she could feel caked blood in her nose. Intercourse! Of course! Something about her sexual escapades in Australia had interested her initial interrogators. She was asked for the identities of all her sex partners. The rape kits used on her already gave them an accurate picture of all her partners from the last 72 hours she spent in Australia. Putsky was easy. He left her quite bruised and he must have dumped a liter of man juice into her, and another one into her mouth. The Polish tripod was a regular firehose of ecstasy.

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Then, there was Frank Russell*, the midfielder for the Canberra Football Club. Goh loved athletes and they loved her. Stamina! Men nowadays had little of this, but athletes still did… until they reached 25 years of age. Frank Russell and Talon Goh met in the concierge lounge on the 23rd floor of the Canberra HYATT. No words were exchanged, but she wanted him. She’d have competition as Natalie was draped on his arm. Natalie! A former cheerleader for the football club, and now a spokesmodel for White Silk Scotch. Goh was determined to separate the liquor skank from her football player. She’d use deception. Goh approached Natalie and Frank. She gave them both a look of wanting lust. Not a lesbian, Goh needed to gain Natalie’s trust. Natalie, like Frank, was immediately under the Asian seductress’ spell. Natalie was clad in a very short party gown, adorned with white sequins. Goh had a tight black leather mini-skirt, shiny black stilettos, and a satin red blouse. The trio didn’t talk as they strolled to Frank’s 23rd floor room. Once in the room Goh pushed Frank onto the bed and she went to work on Natalie. Natalie was in the heat of passion as Talon Goh’s hands worked their way up her thighs and into her crotch. Enough is enough, it was time to eliminate Natalie from the picture. Goh lifted off the white gown and with her tongue and fingers, removed all of Natalie’s undergarments. Natalie was groaning uncontrollably. Once completely naked, Goh snuck behind the liquor spokesmodel and applied a sleeper hold, sending the beauty into la-la land. Frank seemed aroused ; when Goh hogtied her rival with her own underwear, Frank was ready to explode. To complete the conquest, Goh removed her own black lace panties and shoved them in Natalie’s mouth. As Natalie’s naked, beaten, and hogtied body lay at the foot of the bed, Talon Goh and Frank went at it. First, she was on top; then him. She screamed in pain and ecstasy. *Frank Russell is one of the characters of The Himalayan Devil Woman

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Frank’s sweat soaked Goh and she liked it. 75 minutes went by and now Goh was on top again. While both Frank and Goh wildly thrust their pelvis’ into each other, Goh’s screaming woke Natalie. Natalie squirmed and convulsed and finally her hands were freed. Frank and Goh didn’t notice as their passion was endless. Natalie slid off the bed and found the first blunt object she could observe… a bottle of expensive champagne. As Talon Goh thrust and screamed Natalie swung the bottle and Goh was now unconscious beside Frank. The naked and wet Asian would not see what happened next, as Natalie and Frank went at it for several minutes. Natalie was almost as good as Talon and the two would accidentally kick the Asian mutt off the bed. After that, Natalie and Frank dragged Goh into an oversized luxury shower, turned the water on steaming hot, and went at it again while straddling the Asian beauty. Talon Goh woke up and Natalie cleaned her off and helped dress her. Natalie was still aroused by this vixen and having ultimately beat her at the game of love, desired a rematch. After planting a big wet kiss on Talon’s lips, she helped Goh to the door where the half-conscious beauty stumbled weakly back to her own hotel room, satisfied but defeated. Keeping some of the details from them, Talon Goh had told her interrogators about Frank Russell (not Natalie) and Ivan Putski. They wanted more. They told her about Rask’s semen. She would have remembered a sexual encounter and she would’ve remembered who it was with. She had no clue who Rask was. Then it hit her… could Rask be… no! That was impossible. The thing in the sewer wasn’t human. Whatever that thing in the sewer was, Goh was keeping silent about it. No one would believe her. Talon Goh was sent into the sewer below Brisbane and given an order to exterminate anything that moved. Knowing better than to ask questions, she followed her orders. She killed many rats but no signs of anything else. Did the rats contain some sort of plague? Not her problem.

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With her pistols out of ammunition after killing hundreds of rodents, Goh was almost deaf. The echo inside the sewer after the gunshots was deafening. She did not hear the loud sloshing sounds creeping up from behind her. Something grabbed her by the neck, something else wrapped itself around her left thigh, and something else around her right thigh. Her right arm was then grabbed by yet another mysterious appendage. Only Goh’s left arm was free. Whatever was wrapped around her neck would choke her and then ease up, choke her and then ease up… this went on for a while. More slimy and cold appendages (tentacles?) then ripped off Goh’s tactical suit. The slimy tentacle things then caressed her entire body and violently spread her thighs apart. Yet another tentacle, dripping salty fluid shoved its way into Goh’s mouth preventing her from screaming. Goh was horrified and knew what was next. A very cold and dripping tentacle then slid under her panties and up her vagina… way up her vagina. Whatever these tentacles were emanating from, Goh could see its shadow in this dimly lit sewer and it was gyrating. The tentacles in the mouth and vagina moved back and forth rapidly secreting juices. Goh couldn’t believe she was being raped by a monster. Instinctively, Goh’s only free limb, her left arm went into action. She grabbed the dagger off its holder on her right thigh and plunged it into the shadowy, gyrating mass in front of her. An ungodly howl followed and all the tentacles were withdrawn, scraping off much of Goh’s skin as they did. There was no time to think and she didn’t have to. The Asian beauty, now bloodied, humiliated, and used by a slimy creature, ran. Goh didn’t know how long she ran but collapsed eventually. Naked, bloodied and cold, Goh was sure the creature was pursuing her. Somehow, she needed to muster enough strength to get out of the sewer before… Goh snapped back to the present, secured on a gurney. There was no way she could tell this story to anyone. The monster was not her worry now, the tray next to her gurney with scalpels and surgical saws was.

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Chapter 7: The Briefing KEVIN listened intently. After all, “Everyone was a Winner” when leadership listened. Talon Goh intrigued him and something deep inside him told him Dr. Viitala was right… Goh needed to be executed. As a survivor of the Brisbane Operation, Goh knew too much. The brain-trust had done their homework, and KEVIN was all ears. Talon Goh, according to gathered intelligence from the Chinese, Russians, and Indians (American intelligence was a joke) was a mercenary, assassin, saboteur, terrorist, and escort. An orphan raised in a Chinese orphanage where her insides were messed up by mad nuns and priests… hence, Goh would never get pregnant. Upon escape, Goh hooked up with a criminal organization as a high-priced prostitute. She used this position to gain favor with the gang leadership and got phony papers made. With phony papers and diplomas Talon Goh was accepted into stewardess school. She graduated with honors and even won the school beauty pageant thanks to a very high score in the swimsuit competition. Then on to work for Oriental Air as a First-Class Cabin Stewardess. As a stewardess Goh was able to successfully sell her services as one of those aforementioned occupations. She was fired from Oriental Air when another jealous stewardess accused her of sexual harassment. That other stewardess was later found decapitated in a bathroom at the Seoul (Inchon, actually) airport. The Facility had contracted Talon Goh for the Brisbane Operation. Something came into existence in Brisbane that could spell the end for the anonymity of The Facility. The Asian vixen was hired to comb Brisbane and kill anything still alive in that God-forsaken city. Talon Goh’s failure was a surprise to the brain-trust; Goh never failed. She would have to be eliminated, but at this moment, she was the only possibility available to The Facility. Goh now knew Brisbane. She went into the sewers. She survived whatever was down there and last of all, she had become a paramour of Dr. Tuukka Rask.

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Goh was tight lipped about her new boyfriend but The Facility needed Rask dead. Talon Goh could find Rask. KEVIN was convinced… Goh must go back to Brisbane and kill Rask… then he would allow Dr. Viitala to kill Goh. Everyone is a Winner!

Chapter 8: The Porn Star Bibi and Nooma would be missed… by Maila and about 140 million internet perverts. The nymphomaniac podiatrist desired to begin interviewing Seoul Airways stewardesses right away. Asian beauties were big on internet porn web sites. Though KEVIN didn’t actually sanction Maila’s initiative, she went ahead with it anyway. The Asian whore had stolen her love slaves… humiliating! The podiatrist was bent on humiliating the little hussy so bad she would never recover from it. Before their untimely demises, Bibi and Nooma helped Maila with this. The Facility owned and operated 15 porn sites on the internet. Each site pulled in at least $300 million Euros per week. The Facility drew in more cash per week than any country on the globe. Pornography, gambling, government lotteries, and charities purporting to help puppies and kittens were the best ways to separate idiots from their earnings. The Facility was into each of those endeavors. With the help of her IPHONE, Maila filmed Bibi and Nooma playing out their lesbian fetishes with an anesthetized Talon Goh. The mercenary was never aware that the two Swedish bimbos were going to town with her and posting the videos on several of the above-mentioned sites. When a Talon Goh video went up, the sites would enjoy a viewership spike of more than 100,000,000. Bibi, Nooma, and Talon would partake in the strangest orgies ever put on-line, and Nooma and Bibi would enjoy it so very much. They licked the Asian mutt, defecated on her, raped her, etc. Though unconscious, Talon’s face was subject to a lot of close-ups especially while dripping the saliva, urine, or love juices of Nooma and Bibi.

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Talon Goh’s success and continued existence depended on her anonymity. Dr. Viitala made sure the anonymity was gone. Though Talon Goh was unaware of this, the nymphopodiatrist would enjoy breaking the news to her. In short… Talon Goh would have nowhere to go if she left the grounds of The Facility. That is, unless she desired to be an international porn-star. Unbeknownst to the nymphomaniac podiatrist, KEVIN was aware of the new porn star at The Facility. All 15 of the sites run by The Facility were subscribed to by KEVIN under the alias of Webster Hubbell. KEVIN had seen all of the “The Perils of Talon Goh” videos. Maila was so bold as to use the mercenary’s real name in the video. KEVIN would miss Bibi and Nooma but had already been in touch with billionaires in China, Singapore, Korea, and Japan about their replacements. Drawing from the Asian stewardess population was a no-brainer for The Facility’s porn operation. The Asian airlines already funded all the plastic surgery needed to make their hostesses perfect. KEVIN did worry that filming Talon Goh with two more Asian babes might blunt the appeal of “The Perils of Talon Goh.” Part of the show’s explosive dynamic was the mix of the northern European culture and the Asian culture… or two blondes swapping fluids with a black-haired Asian mutt, to put it more scientifically. KEVIN would not make any suggestions to Dr. Viitala. First thing first. Goh would be sent to Brisbane. Goh would find and execute Rask. The Facility would execute Goh. KEVIN would execute Dr. Maila Viitala. Everyone is a Winner! After that, KEVIN would personally take over the production decisions of each of the 15 porn sites. Until then, KEVIN would allow Maila to go on thinking she was valued at The Facility.

Chapter 9: Waiting Talon Goh had been kept under mild sedation for the past several days.

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The surgical saws and scalpels had been removed from her room and she was personally attended by the nympho-podiatrist. The Finnish lunatic washed her, groomed her, did her hair and nails, and gently spoke to her. Talon Goh had no idea what this beast was saying as Maila spoke only in Finnish while attending her. They had given Talon Goh too much time, she was clearly smarter than anyone at The Facility. Goh figured out everything. She would be sent back to Brisbane to either collect or kill Rask, whoever… or whatever he was. After this mission she would be executed. Talon Goh had a different game plan. She would use Brisbane as her escape mechanism. The roving bands of homicidal lunatics and her knowledge of the sewers made Brisbane the ideal place for escape. That wouldn’t be enough. The Asian mercenary knew The Facility had probably already thought of that. No doubt they had a contingency plan that would make escape undesirable. But what? She had no attachments… no family or friends… just what did The Facility intend to use as leverage? Escape wasn’t Goh’s only plan. Dr. Maila Viitala needed to be disposed of in horrific fashion. Torturing, humiliating, and finally murdering the bent podiatrist was a promise Goh made to herself. Then, after the Fin’s demise, Goh would destroy The Facility. What the Hell was The Facility anyway? Goh also knew she would have to go down into that sewer again and once again face that… that thing that raped her. This time she would be ready for it. After disposing of the two Swedish bimbos, Talon Goh didn’t blame Maila for keeping her sedated. Goh knew that Maila knew she would kill her too if she were not sedated. Being nursed back to health meant only one thing… Brisbane was imminent. KEVIN too was waiting. Talon Goh would have to be in top physical shape to complete the mission she had previously failed at. Sitting across from him, staring intently at his Andy Messersmith autographed baseball was Dr. Maila Viitala. KEVIN was trying to figure out if she was impressed by this relic… not that it mattered. “When will she be ready?”

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Maila was startled back to reality. She was about to say, “Who the Hell is Andy Messersmith!” but thought better of it. “Two weeks max,” Maila knew KEVIN liked short succinct answers. KEVIN looked pleased. “I can also assure you she will accept the mission with enthusiasm.” Maila expected KEVIN to be impressed with this. She expected that she would next explain her initiative that turned Talon Goh into the world’s most popular porn star. KEVIN put up his right hand up signaling for Maila to stop talking. KEVIN knew Maila believed she was smarter than him… time to set that straight. “My dear podiatrist… I know about your porn initiatives… I’ve seen all of the episodes, all 32 episodes of The Perils of Talon Goh. My compliments to you.” Maila’s mouth was agape and she began sweating profusely. “No, no, no! Don’t be alarmed, you performed brilliantly. I am even going to get you a few stewardesses to do with what you please.” Maila was amazed… was he really pleased with her? “Now the bad news, at least for you, doctor. The Asian vixen will gladly accept the mission to return to Brisbane. She is already plotting to use Brisbane as a means of escape. She will succeed. After all, we can’t keep track of her in that apocalyptic wasteland. She won’t get far. We’ll get her back… Goh will return to The Facility on her own initiative to kill you. You Maila… er Dr. Viitala will be the bait. Upon her return, we will riddle her with bullets… hopefully before she kills you.” KEVIN looked smug. Maila couldn’t speak. What else did KEVIN know about her doings at The Facility? KEVIN needed Maila on the same page. “Talon Goh will make some demands; you will honor them. Sure, you can put up some token opposition, but she will be given the tools she needs to complete the mission. Her failure in the sewers, at least in her mind, haunts her. Talon Goh never fails, this is tormenting her. For Talon Goh’s piece of mind, she will go back into the sewer, this time better equipped, and finish what almost finished her.”

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KEVIN went on, “Rask is obviously her lover, the semen in her vagina indicates that. No doubt she will collect him after she believes she has escaped.” KEVIN and Maila both had the exact same thought, neither could picture Goh and Rask as lovers. KEVIN leaned forward and gave Maila a smug smile, “and I’ll even let you kill Rask.” This was a lie, of course. By the time Rask would be brought back to The Facility, Maila would already have been executed. “Everyone is a Winner.” Talon Goh was now waiting in an observation room. She didn’t offer any resistance when brought there. She sat in the four foot by fourfoot closet of a room. Her ankles were shackled to the feet of the chair and her wrists to the arms. A three-inch-thick slab of safety glass separated her from the chair Dr. Maila Viitala was now sitting in. Here it comes, Goh thought. Instead of listening to that shrieking Finnish lunatic, Goh began the dialog: “I want four GLOCK model 26s, two M4s, a flame-thrower, six hunting knives, and 18 Chinese throwing stars,” and for good measure she threw in: “… cunt-face!” Maila was incensed: “No Asian skank, excuse me, mutt Asian whore, calls Dr. Maila Viitala ‘cunt-face’!” Maila’s face was red and Talon Goh was smiling. “I’ll shove one of those hunting knives up your pussy and bring it up to your chin, you chink!” Maila knew she needed to calm down, Talon Goh held all the cards… for now. “No Chinese throwing stars and no flame thrower.” Talon Goh was toying with the Finnish lunatic: “No deal... kill me now!” Maila sneered: “You, smelly bitch! Fine! You get the flame-thrower and only a dozen Chinese throwing stars.” Everyone is a Winner. The mercenary figured she would keep going. After weeks of being nude or wearing an unflattering orange jumpsuit, Talon Goh wanted to feel erotic again. “I also want one of those black latex or rubber suits that Beckinsale babe wore in Underworld! ” Hey why not? Maila had to admit, Goh would look really hot in that Underworld get-up. TG Double Edition

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“You, fucking slut, when this is over, I’m gonna cut off your tits and shove them down your throat!” “So, do I get the cat-suit?” Talon Goh was getting bored catering to the insane. Maila stormed out of the room and almost knocked over KEVIN. KEVIN rarely left his office; Maila was shocked he was waiting outside the interrogation room. Almost in tears, her face beet red, she shrieked: “She wants a cat-suit like the one Kate Beckinsale wore in Underworld.” Tears began flowing down the Fin’s face, humiliated and beaten, Talon Goh had gotten the best of her. KEVIN gave Maila a hug. As he hugged the Finnish nymphomaniac, he wondered if he could make love to her before executing her. “You have to admit, my good doctor, she would look really hot in a Kate Beckinsale Underworld suit.” The tender moment between KEVIN and Maila was interrupted by a pimply-faced dweeb of an intern who came running down the hall yelling: “Is there a Webster Hubbell here?”

Chapter 10: The Telegram A telegram? Didn’t they stop doing telegrams decades ago? The WESTERN UNION Telegram dated two days ago had just reached The Facility. It had been delivered to a phony business front in Bergen, addressed to WEBSTER HUBBELL at ACME IMPORT EXPORT COMPANY. It read: SEND TALON TALON GOH GOH BACK BACK STOP STOP SHE SHE IS IS MINE MINE STOP STOP SHE SHE SHOULD SHOULD BE BE CLAD CLAD IN IN FISHNETS SEND FISHNETS STOP ALSO SHE SHOULD WEAR STILETTOS AND A TIGHT BLACK MINI-SKIRT STOP STOP ALSO SHE SHOULD WEAR STILETTOS AND A TIGHT BLACK MINI-SKIRT STOP YOURS TRULY TRULY DR. DR. TUUKKA TUUKKA RASK RASK STOP STOP YOURS KEVIN was irate. Rask was alive and Goh was his lover. How did Rask know about the Hubbell alias? TG Double Edition

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Rask was definitely more of a threat to The Facility than KEVIN originally believed. Again, Dr. Maila Viitala sat across from KEVIN. She finished reading the telegram and now was again staring at the yellowed baseball on KEVIN’s desk. She waited for KEVIN to speak but KEVIN was obviously waiting for her to break the ice. “Who is Webster Hubbell?” KEVIN was irritated at the question, “Please doctor… that isn’t important.” There was no way KEVIN was going to explain that. “We don’t have two weeks; Talon Goh needs to be ready in 24 hours.” Maila broke the bad news, “We’re still waiting on the Underworld’ cat-suit.” KEVIN was surprised, “I was told we had one on hand, that Nooma minx had one in her closet for fetish purposes.” Maila began to sweat, KEVIN was perturbed… this was never good, “We were mistaken, the costume in Nooma’s closet was from the character Alice in Resident Evil.” Uh oh, KEVIN was beginning to shout. “What the Hell is the difference!” KEVIN knew this could be a big problem, Talon Goh was smart enough to know she had at least some leverage. KEVIN also knew the difference, the Beckinsale costume was shiny, tight, and black and had some nice hooker boots attached… The Resident Evil get-up was a bit more… rustic. That wasn’t important right now. Maila continued, “we did find an Underworld suit at a high-end BDSM shop in Moscow, it should be here tonight.” Maila didn’t bother KEVIN on further demands of Talon Goh, they were minor and a bit curious. Three bottles of White Silk Scotch, several tubes of passion fruit lip-gloss, several string bikinis, and a tight black leather cocktail dress. All of this, including the flame-thrower and guns would be waiting for Goh in Canberra. Goh also demanded a suite at the HYATT in Canberra, 23rd floor. KEVIN sent the nympho-podiatrist away. He was avoiding calls from the mayor of Canberra.

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Mayor Cyrus Vance was a stooge, but the idiot population of Canberra deserved him. Thanks to funding from The Facility, Vance continued to win elections despite displaying the intelligence of sea-monkeys. KEVIN would eventually tell Mayor Vance the same thing he told the mayor of Brisbane… just blame climate change. KEVIN didn’t even want to know the death toll in Canberra, but figured it was a few dozen. That is how it began in Brisbane. This time KEVIN knew what they were up against and would begin to fight it… as soon as the Asian mercenary got her tail to Australia. The telegram was sent from a WESTERN UNION outlet in downtown Canberra at 4:43pm, two days ago. At 4:45pm, the WESTERN UNION facility, its four on duty employees and two other customers were torn to shreds. The video of the incident, which lasted six seconds was unclear. KEVIN watched the video 55 times and knew his eyes were playing tricks on him. For a moment he thought he saw a tentacle before the video camera was smashed. KEVIN pressed his intercom button and shouted, “Is that Underworld suit here yet?!”

Chapter 11: Seoul Airways While the WESTERN UNION office in Canberra was being wiped out, Lee Joong-ki was in the midst of a very important meeting. Lee was president of Seoul Airways and a billionaire. Thanks to his relationship with The Facility, the South Korean government had exempted his airline from all anti-trust laws. This produced quite a windfall that enabled him to purchase the airport in Inchon. Without competition, Lee’s wealth increased on a daily basis. In return he provided The Facility whatever they needed with no questions asked. This was a great bargain for Lee as The Facility rarely asked for anything. Two days ago, a request came in and Lee was on it. The Facility was demanding three of the best-looking stewardesses Seoul Airways had to offer.

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The three ladies would be delivered to Spitzbergen adorned in their hostess costumes. Lee was even given a script. The script was written by a Dr. Maila Viitala and was designed to entice the three lovelies to eagerly get on a chartered plane in an enthusiastic manner. If the women balked, they were to be sent anyway. Sitting across from Lee at his desk were three beautiful young ladies. The trio of Seoul Airways hostesses were clad in slightly tight ecru suede skirts, royal blue satin blouses, an ornate red scarf, and some very alluring perfume. Lee made a mental note to have more sex with his stewardesses. Kim Hyo-joo, Song Shin-hye, and Ha Tae-hee were all ears. Their lips were shiny and occasionally they licked them… Lee loved this. Kim Hyo-joo and Song Shin-hye were game and seemed excited. The chance to be temporarily assigned to Seoul Airways Sweden’s office seemed like a career enhancer. They would get exposure in media and filmmaking while producing television advertisements promoting Seoul Airways in northern Europe. Ha Tae-hee would present a problem. The Korean beauty loved flying and serving. “In all due respect, Sir,” she began, “I thank you for the wonderful offer but would you mind if I stayed in my current assignment.” This was of course impossible as The Facility demanded the three women, willingly or unwillingly. Lee smiled at Ha and lied: “Of course. The offer will remain open to you for another 48 hours, so please think it over.” This was also a lie as Ha’s body would be put on the plane that would depart for Spitzbergen in two hours… hopefully alive. Lee pushed a button on his desk and a hunk of man walked in dressed as a pilot. “Kim, Song, this is Sven. He’ll pilot the plane that takes you to Sweden and also cater to all your needs.” Both Korean ladies were awestruck and both fantasized about sex with Sven in the cockpit. “Sven, would you lead these beautiful ladies to the plane?” Sven obeyed and Kim and Song giggled as they followed him. The departure of Kim and Song left Lee alone with Ha.

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“Ha… may I call you Ha?” She nodded. “Thank you so much for all you have done for Seoul Airways, ladies like you are the backbone of this airline. Secretly, I’m glad you chose to stay, you are the epitome of what a Seoul Airways stewardess should be.” Ha was relieved. She was frightened that refusing Lee’s offer might ruin her career. Ha had aging parents and relocating to Sweden for a year was not conducive to tending to their needs. Lee walked over to her chair and held out his left hand. Ha took his hand and stood up. Ha blushed as she was sure Lee was about to kiss her hand. Surprise! Everything went white. Lee’s right fist came around so fast that Ha never saw it. It caught Ha under her left eye and sent her flying across the desk. The Korean beauty landed upside down, legs pointing upward on Lee’s desk chair. Still conscious, but barely, Ha groaned. Lee was on her immediately and grabbed her by the neck. Lee was a strong man and throwing Ha back to the other side of the desk was easy. Ha landed on the floor and Lee now straddled her. Still conscious, Ha still wasn’t grasping what was happening to her. Lee unbuttoned her blouse, removed her scarf, put his hands up the suede skirt, pulled down her stockings, ripped off her panties and violently raped Ha Tae-hee. After he was through, Ha began crying in pain and humiliation. Lee took out his IPHONE and snapped a dozen pictures of his broken stewardess. Lee pushed another button on his desk and another Swede came in. “Put her on the plane, and do whatever you’d like to her on the way.” The burly Swede smiled and would also rape Ha before he carried her to the plane. Ha was in shock. She never lost consciousness.

Chapter 12: Ready Talon Goh was ready. The last time in Brisbane, the Asian mercenary walked into a figurative buzz saw. What followed was humiliation and defeat.

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This wasn’t going to happen again. One way or another, the thing in the sewer was going to die… Dr. Cunt-Face was going to die… this forsaken complex in the frozen tundra was going to fry… Talon Goh was determined and would not be defeated again. She shook her head and smiled as she saw her reflection in the mirror. The Asian beauty had to give it to herself, she looked better than Kate Beckinsale in this Underworld get-up. Talon Goh licked her lips as she actually thought about having passionate sex with herself… she looked that good. The Underworld suit was a source of satisfaction for Goh. She never expected it to be delivered and was one of the demands she would have dropped. Whatever was in the sewer and whoever this Rask stud was, Goh sensed her captors were terrified of. Idiots, she thought. If they had any brains, they would fear her more than Rask. Talon Goh applied a generous portion of passion fruit lip-gloss to her mouth. She smacked her lips a few times and uttered the word, “Ready.” On cue Dr. Cunt-Face walked in. The two women stared at each other. Now on equal footing with her tormentor the Asian vixen saw her Finnish rival in a different light. Dr. Maila Viitala was actually a sultry babe. As she approached Goh, the Finnish podiatrist moved alluringly in her tight black leather skirt and bright red stiletto heels. Maila had to admit, the Asian whore looked really sexy in her latex cat-suit. Both ladies licked their lips as they stared at one another. The Fin picked up on a subtle smell of passion fruit and the Asian picked up a hint of that perfume: Obsession . Both shared the same thought… passionate lesbian sex and, then, murder. The women suppressed the lesbian sex part of their trains of thought. Maila cleared her throat and broke the ice: “Ready?” Talon Goh was ready, but first a little playtime. The mercenary in black latex slowly walked over to Maila. She moved to within a half meter of her tormentor. After licking her lips one more time the Asian slowly raised her right hand and with the backs of her fingers, stroked the right cheek of Maila. “I was born ready.”

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Maila was wet and her panties were soaked. She would need to change them. Hopefully the Asian whore didn’t pick up on this. With a crackling and soft voice Maila replied, “I’m going to saw your tits off and shove your eyeballs up your pussy.” Talon Goh’s fingers moved from Maila’s cheek, softly down her neck, a little firmer down her blouse between her breasts and finally rested just above the leather skirt. “It seems we have plans for each other.” This time Talon Goh, in one sudden move, shot her head forward and licked Maila’s lips. Whatever was emanating from Maila’s crotch, Talon Goh smelled it… and smiled. Totally embarrassed, Maila grabbed Talon’s left arm and sternly said, “Let’s go whore!” She led her Asian nemesis out the door of her room. “They need your room for someone else.” Sensing she was in control, Talon Goh made sure her tight buttocks rubbed against Maila’s tight buttocks as she was led out the door. Maila let out a very soft moan and prayed Goh didn’t hear it… but she did. The Asian giggled.

Chapter 13: Miss Ha Miss Ha Tae-hee! The epitome of what a Seoul Airways stewardess should be. Tall… beautiful… classy… subservient in a slightly erotic sense… she was perfect. Unlike many of the beauties hired by Seoul Airways, everything about Ha was sincere. Service was her life… her reason for being. The long-time president of Seoul Airways, Lee Joong-ki saw this right away many years ago. He handpicked Ha five years ago to be the face of his airline. After perusing 1100 pictures of each of his stewardesses, no one compared to Ha. He would call her Miss Ha, though would never meet her in person until the day he busted her cheekbone. The sultry five-foot eight beauty would be on all the Seoul Airways posters used in advertisements. First class passengers were given gift bags from the airline which included a promotional poster.

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In the poster, Miss Ha was knelt down beside a nice-looking Japanese couple serving them sake. Every adolescent boy in South Korea had this poster on their wall. Their prudish parents would not allow bikini clad babes, but Miss Ha was classy, and if their boys lusted for this woman… that was fine. Miss Ha took a whole generation of Korean adolescents through puberty. Most of the boys focused on how her skirt tightened as she knelt down and the nude-stocking clad shin as her right leg shot out into the aisle. Both Japanese passengers, a well-dressed hunk and babe, both stared admiringly at Miss Ha’s chest. The subtle eroticism was no accident but did endear Miss Ha to love-starved teenagers. This reality was not known to Miss Ha. Her beauty, only slightly enhanced by plastic surgery, was a gift to the passengers. She sincerely believed that Seoul Airways passengers deserved a stewardess who put time in her appearance. Putting time into her perfection was what Miss Ha did before every flight. Her morning routine before a flight took three hours. She would soak in a mineral bath in order to have her skin smelling fresh, and slightly scented the whole day. Next she would carefully apply her make-up, and put on some erotic undergarments. The undergarment selection almost embarrassed Miss Ha, but even with a devotion to service, she had a need to feel sexy… after all, no one would see them. Tying her scarf and fixing her hair just right took an entire 30 minutes. Miss Ha had a wide smile for everyone who stepped onto her airplane. She would not only serve food and drink but would also hold and rock crying babies, and tell little boys who were scared of flying stories of magnificent places they were going to. When a Japanese or Chinese businessman, or an American lesbian slapped her posterior, Miss Ha would never give them a cross look, she would give them a slight smile that said “thank you” instead. If she were a sexual fantasy of an admiring passenger, this was fine with Miss Ha, she just hoped they were gentle with her in those fantasies.

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Miss Ha’s devotion to service wasn’t born out of a vacuum. Though she never met her grandfather, he was her hero. The South Korean patriot fought the Chinese and North Koreans his whole life. The ardent anti-Communist, he was betrayed by America and the modern South Korean governments. In 1962, Pops (that was what Miss Ha called him), was sent into North Korea by President John F. Kennedy and his CIA. The mission was sabotage… take out Chinese anti-aircraft missile sites. The poorly equipped Pops was betrayed. President Kennedy personally called the Chinese and informed them of Pops’ intention. He was arrested immediately and tortured. In return, China put pressure on the North Koreans to release a German businessman who they had imprisoned. This schmuck West German was the son of a European media-magnate who gave millions of dollars to President Kennedy’s campaign. The Kennedy Administration and the American CIA were never intending to throw out the Chinese Communist puppet government of North Korea. Sending Pops to North Korea and then betraying him was all part of a plot to keep a campaign contributor loyal. President Kennedy was too busy having deviant sex with Marilyn Monroe to realize Pops was no ordinary secret agent. Pops escaped from his prison and torture, killed 24 North Korean guards and made it back across the border. In October of 1963 Pops returned home to his wife and four children. Over the next four weeks Pops was busy… always sending letters or telegrams to America, Cuba, and to President Kennedy’s Vice President. In late November, President Kennedy was assassinated and Pops broke out his new supply of Cuban cigars and Canadian liquor. Lyndon Johnson was sworn in as the new American president and Pops became very wealthy as President Johnson’s CIA wired millions of U.S. dollars into his bank accounts. A few years later John F. Kennedy’s brother announced his run to be the new president of America.

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Upon hearing this on the radio, Pops got busy again. His telegrams and letters were now addressed to Italian crime families in New York and Cuban intelligence operatives. When Robert F. Kennedy was assassinated on the campaign trail, Pops celebrated again with Cuban cigars and Canadian liquor. No one screwed with Pops and lived. Miss Ha used her love for a grandfather she never met as an inspiration to remain conscious. Pops escaped and killed those responsible for his betrayal. Miss Ha made up her mind. She was going to survive and kill a lot of people. Miss Ha promised herself that she would murder Lee Joong-ki, the Swedish brute who raped her, everyone else on this airplane she was imprisoned on, and everyone at the point of destination. Miss Ha didn’t know the destination of this airplane but was certain that more rape and torture awaited her. Everyone would die and Miss Ha would make sure of that… somehow. It hurt to cry. Miss Ha’s face was terribly swollen. Her inner thighs were bruised and her beautiful Seoul Airways uniformed was ruined. Her red scarf, which she took so much pride in had been stuffed up her groin. The royal blue blouse barely hung on her shoulders in tatters. The suede skirt had Swedish semen smeared all over. Blood still flowed out of both her nostrils. She had to breathe out of the nostrils as her black lace panties were sealed inside her mouth with duct tape. Both hands were handcuffed behind her back, but Miss Ha knew… someday her captors would make a mistake… someday.

Chapter 14: A Chance Meeting Dr. Maila Viitala had to regain control. Talon Goh’s sex appeal had penetrated the doctor’s psyche. The Finnish vixen was blindsided by the skank in Kate Beckinsale’s Underworld suit. Clad in a shiny red satin blouse, tight black skirt, black stockings, and shiny red stiletto heels, Maila had intended to be the sex-pot of the day at The Facility.

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Forbidden to kill her Asian foil, Maila had thought she would show her up before sending her back to Brisbane. After rubbing up against Goh’s posterior, Maila was ready to explode in sexual ecstasy. Fortunately, a Swedish flight crew was arriving and the nymphomaniac decided she would ravage them. There was a hunk ex-hockey player who never spoke and Maila made up her mind she would drag him into a shower. Then there was some pilot named Sven… she would allow him to tie her down and whip her. Maila needed to get her mind back to a more heterosexual setting. Talon Goh was smug, and her slight smile indicated that. She knew exactly what she had just done to her Finnish tormentor. As this northern European vixen forcibly led her down a long hallway, Goh took every opportunity possible to rub her left hip against Maila’s right one. The soft moans each time this happened signaled a change of status. No longer was Maila top dog, in control. Talon Goh had begun her ruination of the Finnish skank. Maila wasn’t ready to admit defeat. After all, she would eventually cut this Asian whore to pieces. Sexed out to the max, Dr. Viitala was satisfied that Goh’s torment of her was done. She would hand Goh off to a flight crew soon and the Asian skank would be headed to Hell. Walking down the long hallway to an elevator, a bell sounded. The elevator had arrived and the doors opened: two Swedish hunks… Maila recognized Sven the pilot, he was carrying the right arm and right leg of some Korean stewardess. Carrying the left limbs was that hunk of a Swedish hockey player. Attached to the limbs was the almost naked torso of a beaten and humiliated Seoul Airways stewardess: Maila’s new patient. Dripping fluids, her own and that of the two Swedish monsters, Miss Ha was barely conscious. The trio was headed away from the elevator to the room formerly occupied by the Asian slut. Maila figured she would begin her seduction as she passed them.

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Holding Talon Goh’s arm, Maila looked at the two hunks and licked her lips. Both Swedes ignored the Finnish vixen and began drooling over the beauty in the Underworld catsuit. The two hunks were so taken with Goh’s allure that they dropped Miss Ha. Miss Ha landed with a thud and she let out a pathetic whimper. Talon Goh realized whoever this stewardess was, she was taking her place as the subject of Maila’s deviant and twisted interests. The mercenary knew this Seoul Airways beauty would be subject to torture and humiliation. When Miss Ha hit the floor, Goh broke Maila’s arm lock and bent down to help the unfortunate stewardess. Talon knew she only had a few seconds and whispered to Miss Ha, “Stay alive, love, I’ll be back to kill all these assholes, you can help.” Miss Ha could barely keep her swollen eyes open, but she perked up realizing that she did in fact have an ally. Or did she? She believed she was of clear mind as she did her best to take in her surroundings, but the vixen, clad in a BDSM suit was the most famous international porn star in the world. Miss Ha didn’t have any bad habits, as a Seoul Airways stewardess, she needed to stay pure. However, lately, by accident she ended up on a porn web-site, while searching for charities that helped abused puppies and kittens. Miss Ha intended to get off right away, but the Asian submissive, being humiliated by two European babes caught her attention. Miss Ha was hooked, and would eventually watch all 32 episodes of “The Perils of Talon Goh.” She had to be hallucinating now, this was the submissive unfortunate, giving her encouragement. Miss Ha told the porn star only two words, “Remember me.” With that, she handed the mysterious woman clad in black her Seoul Airways nametag. Talon Goh grasped Miss Ha’s nametag and made a promise to herself that she would return and rescue this unfortunate stewardess. As the two Swedish hunks pulled the beaten beauty away from Goh, the Asian mercenary timed her next move perfectly. Red faced and seething, Dr. Maila Viitala had enough. She would kill the whore now! TG Double Edition

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Decapitation would do the trick, but first she had to knock her out. As Talon Goh bent over the stewardess, Maila grabbed a stun gun from a clip on her belt. Rapidly the Finnish beauty strutted over to her prey and pushed the stun gun toward her neck. Spinning around rapidly, Talon Goh caught the Finnish slut’s right hand in her left hand. In a quick but firm move, Talon Goh’s right hand pulled the stun gun out of Maila’s hand. In a second move, that happened so fast it seemed part of the first move, Goh punched the Fin in the face. Dr. Maila Viitala was sent spinning to the floor. Everything went white but the Fin maintained consciousness while laying on her back. Her last words, at least for the next few minutes, as she felt the Asian whore’s hands rising up her thighs inside the tight leather dress was “Oh shit!” Talon Goh had waited a long time to wrestle the stun gun away from her Finnish tormentor. Now that she had it, she wasn’t just going to use it on the slut’s arm or neck. Having successfully saw to the wetting of Maila’s groin, Talon Goh struck fast. In a quick but even move, clutching the stun gun with both hands, the Asian mercenary/saboteur/escort shoved it between Maila’s legs, and up her thighs until it rested firmly in her groin. Then she activated this electrical torture device. Maila kicked and whimpered. Talon Goh kept the thing going for several seconds. Maila lost control of her bowels and urine and the Finnish beauty was reduced to a human sewage plant. Everyone in the hallway was frozen for what seemed like eternity. Talon Goh then found Maila’s IPHONE, snapped a picture of the leaking Finnish vixen and sent it to all the contacts in her directory. “Let’s go boys!” Talon said to some anonymous men in the flight crew assigned to take her to Australia. She left the stun gun in Maila’s groin and resumed her strut to the elevator. Miss Ha’s nametag was resting up Talon Goh’s right sleeve and the Asian vixen now knew she would return, destroy The Facility, kill everyone attached to it, but now with at least one helper.

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Chapter 15: The Text KEVIN sat at his desk, as he did a lot. While admiring his Andy Messersmith autographed baseball, his IPHONE vibrated… a text. At first, when he saw it was from Maila, he groaned in annoyance, but then he saw the picture. Was that feces between the Fin’s knees? KEVIN loved it, it was both alluring and disgusting. This needed to be posted on some of those porn web sites. Also receiving texts were 256 of Maila’s closest friends and relatives including her mother, sixth-grade teacher, 17-year-old god-daughter, and her 72-year-old life coach. No one at The Facility would ever delete the text. Also receiving the text was a mysterious being… not quite human, anymore. Deep under the streets of Brisbane, in a laboratory carved into the sewer, Dr. Tuukka Rask laughed hysterically. His laugh sounded more like a high-pitched howl than a human laugh. Over the last several years Rask had enjoyed a thousand bouts of passionate lovemaking with this Finnish beauty. They whipped each other, shared fluids, bound and gagged one another, and on occasion, enjoyed threesomes. After penetrating the Asian mercenary, Rask had no fondness for Maila. That Asian was now his obsession. Deep down, Rask knew, the humiliation of Dr. Maila Viitala was engineered by his new Asian love.

Chapter 16: Miss Kim and Miss Song KEVIN usually didn’t meet all the new employees in person, he was much too important for that. Kim Hyo-joo and Song Shin-hye were an exception. Besides, the duo looked really great in their Seoul Airways uniforms. Both women were excited and KEVIN wanted an opportunity to ogle them before handing them over to the Finnish nymphomaniac. Somehow, these two beauties would go to work on the production of pornographic videos.

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Both women giggled a lot and KEVIN kept staring at their chests. “I am so pleased to have you both here in Spitzbergen,” KEVIN wondered if he sounded smooth. Miss Kim and Miss Song had a pretty good command of the English language and both let out a benign giggle. “As you know, your colleague… Miss Ha, I believe, isn’t as good of a team player as the two of you.” Miss Kim and Miss Song nodded at this and giggled some more. KEVIN wondered what the reaction to his next comment would be, it could go both ways. “Here at The Facility we value team players, can I count on the two of you to punish Miss Ha.” KEVIN was relieved to see the two beauties nod enthusiastically and giggle some more. Miss Kim then spoke, “She’s a bitch, we’ll humiliate her and torture her.” Neither Miss Kim or Miss Song had any use for Miss Ha. Both these stewardesses believed they were much more attractive than Miss Ha and thought her a prude and a ‘kiss-up.’ Both Miss Kim and Miss Song knew if Miss Ha were out of the way, either one of them could become the face of Seoul Airways. Miss Kim and Miss Song tried to become the face of the airline and even slept with dozens of its executives… Miss Ha was always chosen even without performing oral sex on any of Seoul Airways board members. This just wasn’t fair. Miss Song recognized KEVIN’s attraction to her and Miss Kim. She decided to have some fun. As KEVIN drooled, Miss Song rose out of her chair and knelt in front of Miss Kim. Miss Kim smiled shyly as she knew what was coming. Miss Song slowly guided her hands up Miss Kim’s skirt and pulled off her partner’s stockings. Miss Kim was already moaning. Holding Miss Kim’s stockings, Miss Song draped them over KEVIN’s desk ornament, the Andy Messersmith autographed baseball. Then Miss Song straddled Miss Kim as she still sat in her chair and fondled her breasts through the royal blue blouse while planting a penetrating kiss on her. Miss Kim’s hands pulled Miss Song’s blouse out of her skirt and slid her two hands up Miss Song’s ribcage and underneath her partner’s bra.

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Now, both women were moaning and groaning. KEVIN was sweating profusely. Miss Kim and Miss Song had done this routine many times before, usually for first-class passengers who tipped generously. Whimpering, Miss Song continued, “We’ll punish Ha and make her lick our pee off the floor.” Both these hostesses knew if KEVIN was impressed with them, Seoul Airways would give them whatever they desired. Miss Song turned her attention back to her partner and the two began to kiss more passionately until… Defeated and humiliated, and now quite soiled, the nymphomaniac podiatrist burst into KEVIN’s office. Her make-up was smeared miserably and urine and feces covered her stocking clad legs below her skirt. The shiny stilettos were scuffed and one of them had a broken heel. Her shiny red blouse was intact… so not all was bad. Holding her stun gun which she eventually retrieved from her groin, Maila charged in screaming like a banshee. Neither Miss Song or Miss Kim had time to withdraw their tongues from each other’s mouth before Maila was on top of them. Maila shoved the stun gun into Miss Song’s neck which sent her flying onto KEVIN’s desk. Now on top of Miss Kim, Maila began slapping her face uncontrollably. Miss Kim’s whimpers continued, though now for a different reason. Annoyed at Miss Kim’s whimpers, Maila ripped off the stewardess’s scarf and shoved it into her mouth, “Shut up you Asian slut!” Maila was now on a one-woman war against all Asian females. Miss Kim’s Seoul Airways uniform was now covered in Maila’s urine and feces as Maila continued wailing on her face. As Miss Song began whimpering on KEVIN’s desk Maila turned her attention to this one. As she got up from Miss Kim, Maila noticed the stockings on KEVIN’s baseball. She grabbed the stockings and bent over the shocked Miss Song. “What part of shut-up don’t you understand, slut?!” With that Maila shoved the stockings into Miss Song’s mouth. “What’s the matter skank, can’t talk with nylon in your mouth?” Tears streamed down Miss Song’s face as Maila ripped off her scarf.

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“Here’s something for your other hole you dog!” Still in an insane tizzy, Maila shoved Miss Song’s scarf up her groin and into her vagina.” Now to KEVIN: “Who are these dogs?” Both stewardesses were quiet. Humiliated and defeated, Miss Song and Miss Kim waited for what was next. Would KEVIN save them or would this insane European continue her tirade? KEVIN was aroused and amused: “My dear Dr. Viitala, actually, these two stewardesses are yours.” Maila seemed relieved, and asked: “Ah, replacements for Nooma and Bibi?” KEVIN nodded. “Good, we have much work still to be done.” Maila was now glad she didn’t kill the two stewardesses. KEVIN gave Dr. Viitala instructions, “Take them to your quarters, nurse them back to health, I’ll send down new uniforms for them.” The Facility maintained a generous supply of Seoul Airways uniforms. “Here’s the best part… there is a third one. You and your new stewardesses will make her into a porn star… humiliate her and break her will… then humiliate her some more.” Finally, the day was looking up for the smelly Fin: “With pleasure!” she said with a wide smile. Humiliating and torturing Asians was Maila’s new mission in life… eventually she would also do this to the two broken stewardesses now at her feet. After getting both Miss Song and Miss Kim to their feet, Maila led them out of KEVIN’s office, through several hallways and into her chambers. Maila undressed as Miss Song and Miss Kim watched, both were impressed with the nude Maila. She, then, approached her two new stewardesses. Both were relieved when Maila displayed a tender manner while undressing them. Maila led them into a large shower and turned on the water. A dozen jets sprayed steaming hot water from the ceiling and all four walls. Maila then sponged off her new toys and while thinking of Talon Goh, sexually satisfied the pair. Miss Kim and Miss Song would eventually be led to ecstasy by this Finnish madwoman.

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Chapter 17: Talon Goh Departs With a great deal of satisfaction, Talon Goh left her nemesis, Dr. Maila Viitala, in the dust. The Finnish nymphomaniac was no match for her and the Asian mercenary was eager to return to Spitzbergen and cut her into several pieces. The arrival of Miss Ha was an unexpected boom to Goh’s ultimate plan of carnage and destruction. By the time she returned from Australia, Goh knew that, if alive, Miss Ha would be ready to inflict heavy carnage and damage on The Facility, too. The Asian beauty, still clad in her Underworld cat-suit, was being led out the doors of the northernmost building (Building 8) of The Facility. Accompanying her were four heavily armed Russian Spetznat rejects. Poor schmucks, she thought, if she wanted to, she could kill all four within ten seconds. A walkway from Building 8 stretched 100 meters to the start of a 1,000-meter runway. The Underworld cat-suit did not provide much warmth but that was okay. The four Russians were drooling over their charge, and Talon Goh was having fun. Two sniper towers were located along this walkway and guards manned them in order to pick off any polar bears that wandered too close. As the four Russians and Talon approached the runway, she saw two airplanes. A C-4 military style cargo plane, owned by The Facility was unloading pallets of cash (Euros and U.S. Dollars). The Facility had just co-opted four of the largest charities which purported to raise awareness of breast cancer. The brain-trust figured schmuck citizens could go on feeling good about themselves thinking they were “making a difference.” In reality, buying pink ribbons and bumper stickers did little to cure breast cancer, so The Facility would take the money instead to do with what they pleased… In front of the C-4 was an unmarked white 727…

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Talon Goh made sure to wriggle her posterior a lot, for the benefit of her four Russian guards, as she climbed the stairs to the airplane’s entrance. Once aboard she quickly saw that she was on the most luxurious airplane imaginable. The four Russian hunks would accompany her on the flight and three beautiful Swedish stewardesses dressed in tight pale-blue skirts, off white shiny blouses, and ornate pale-blue scarfs. These three northern European beauties gave Talon Goh a look of utter hate. Game on, Talon thought. The Asian vixen would make it a point to engage in passionate carnal relations with each of the Russians before the Swedish sluts could get the coffee hot. On cue all three Swedish beauties applied more lipstick. The bright red selection said so much. Amateurs, Talon thought. If these sluts were lucky, she would let them watch and lightly participate with one of the Russians. Maybe the trio could learn something. All three of the stewardesses made a mental note to spit in Talon Goh’s coffee before serving it to her. Inga, the head stewardess addressed her new rival, “Please, sit down ma’am, take-off is in less than 10 minutes.” Her voice was sweet but her face was enrapt in a sneer. “Slut!” Inga hadn’t anticipated this response from the Asian, though she was warned the whore could be sassy and bitchy. Talon Goh wasn’t ready to sit down, instead she pointed to the tallest of her Russian guards and said, “Hey Mikhail, follow me into the galley and help me out of this dreadful cat-suit.” Mikhail, whose real name was Leonard, drooled even more and followed the goddess in black into the galley. Inga screamed something in Swedish to Talon but this was ignored. In the galley, Talon put her right arm around the neck of Leonard and with her other arm, slammed the curtain closed. “Anything on this that zips… unzip it. Anything buttoned… unbutton it. Rip it off if you have to, if it’s still on me in 30 seconds I’ll castrate you.” Leonard was obedient and in 10 seconds flat, the suit, including the black go-go boots was laying on the galley floor.

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Leonard watched the vixen, now clad only in lacy black panties and a bra, go to her knees. Leonard was already erect and about to explode. “Oooh, we better do this quickly.” Talon then slid her panties down her thighs and removed them. Inga violently opened the curtain from the other side just in time to see Leonard penetrate the Asian. Both parties moaned loudly and with much satisfaction. Inga tried to scream at the two galley intruders but was dumbfounded at how the Asian slut pulsated and jerked back and forth, side to side. Inga was now sweating and had wet her panties. Talon Goh felt bad about giving the stewardess a hard time and beckoned her to enter the galley. Unable to say no, Inga moved in. Both Talon and Leonard grabbed her and in 15 seconds, Inga’s two stewardess partners could hear her moan in ecstasy from across the 727. Mikhail followed Talon’s lead well and was able to satisfy her and Inga over and over again. Inga had never been satisfied that way before and this was only her fourth threesome she had ever participated in. As Talon’s mouth worked her mouth, and Leonard’s mouth worked her groin, Inga was not able to remember the participants or circumstances of the previous three threesomes. Talon felt sorry for Inga… obviously she was inexperienced as far as deviant sex went. With her right hand the Asian pushed Inga’s head down. Inga was now on her knees. With her left hand she grabbed Leonard’s tallywhacker and guided it into Inga’s mouth. Talon squeezed firmly and Inga’s mouth quickly filled with Leonard’s man-juices. The white fluid dripped down Inga’s chin as she coughed a couple of times before vomiting on Leonard’s groin. Inga was red-faced and totally embarrassed but Talon lovingly wiped off her face with her pale-blue scarf. As the trio finished, Talon cooed instructions to her new friend, “Go change your uniform and bring me something to wear… comfortable and sexy… something that will turn you on when I want you next.” Inga was successfully conquered by the Asian mercenary. The tall blonde Swedish beauty did have a spare uniform… every good stewardess did.

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In her own luggage she found Talon Goh a red leather mini-skirt and a black leather jacket. Talon Goh could use her own undies and also the black go-go boots from the Underworld cat-suit. Inga helped Talon put these garments on and she indeed loved the way the Asian looked. It was a long flight to Canberra and Talon Goh would allow Inga to participate in similar activities with the other three Russian guards. By the time they got to the last Russian, an 18-year-old kid named Vyacheslav, Talon and Inga grew into a fine duo. Needing more allies, Talon asked Inga: “Your two partners, what are their names?” “Lena and Britt,” Inga was sure both her partners now hated her. “Get them, now!” Talon was stern and unemotional. What followed was an orgy like Europe had never seen. As the Russian guards slept, the three stewardesses and Talon went at it for almost two hours. The groans and moans didn’t even come close to waking the guards. Lena and Britt were fast learners and Inga enjoyed slapping them. Britt even loved being hogtied and Lena and Inga slapped her buttocks silly. Britt cried and laughed and secretly wished the Asian passenger would move in, too. Britt’s last words before she was not able to talk anymore were to Talon, “Please, shove your panties in my mouth.” Talon accommodated. As the three stewardesses and four Russian guards were passed out, Talon moved to the cockpit. Time for another orgy she thought. She planned on knocking on the cockpit door three times but the door opened before her knuckles hit. “Does this flying machine have automatic pilot?” It did.

Chapter 18: Miss Ha Porn Star Miss Song and Miss Kim were ready. Both donned their new Seoul Airways uniforms and made up their faces and hair like they were about to seduce a pilot in the cockpit.

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They stood against the wall of Miss Ha’s hospital room. Their bitch colleague was strapped to a gurney and Dr. Viitala was tending to her. The ice on Miss Ha’s face was working well, the swelling was down considerably. The humiliated and beaten Korean beauty was doing her best to stay conscious. She was convinced that if she lost conscious evil forces would soil and ruin her. A beautiful European seductress was leaning over Miss Ha. “I’m Dr. Maila Viitala, my sweet. I will be your attending physician.” Miss Ha knew this hussy meant no good. “My, my… this uniform, or former uniform has to go.” The cloth shreds that draped over Miss Ha’s dirty and sweaty body were not recognizable anymore as a Seoul Airways stewardess uniform. Dr. Viitala, with a heavy pair of scissors began cutting. In seconds, the remaining shreds of Miss Ha’s uniform were now on the floor beside the gurney. Next the scissors went to work on Miss Ha’s undergarments. They were also stained and soiled. Now Miss Ha was totally naked on the gurney. “Ladies!” Dr. Viitala summoned Miss Song and Miss Kim over to the gurney. Miss Ha knew her two colleagues detested her. “Clean her up!” Dr. Viitala ordered. Both colleagues took sponges, dipped them in buckets of ice water and gave their fellow stewardess an agonizing sponge bath. Miss Ha almost screamed and knew she would soon face more excruciating torture. Both Miss Song and Miss Kim giggled as they wiped Miss Ha, especially across her breasts. Unable to free herself, Miss Ha involuntarily writhed beneath the straps that held her into place. Dr. Viitala, unbeknownst to Miss Ha, filmed the entire event on her IPHONE. The stewardesses interspersed the sponge bath with attempts to satisfy Miss Ha with their fingers. Miss Ha only whimpered in humiliation. Dr. Viitala thought this would make a great first episode of “The Perils Of Miss Ha.” Now clean, but still beaten and humiliated, Miss Ha prayed that that porn star she met earlier would return and free her.

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That must’ve been an hallucination, after all, the porn queen was dressed like that vampire princess from Underworld. Dr. Viitala moved in with a mean looking syringe, “Good night, slut!” she barked. Seconds after the syringe entered her neck, Miss Ha was unconscious. Both Miss Kim and Miss Song undid the straps and slid Miss Ha off the gurney. Miss Ha hit the floor with a loud thud and her two colleagues giggled again. Miss Song then spread out all Miss Ha’s limbs. Standing over her fallen colleague, Miss Song beckoned Miss Kim to join her.Now, both Seoul Airways stewardesses stood face to face, straddling the limp and defeated Miss Ha. As Maila filmed them, the two beauties embraced and began kissing passionately. After a minute, the two undressed each other and made sure their undergarments fell on Miss Ha’s face. The two then took turns in rubbing their grains on that same face after sliding their undies off. Miss Ha would have no idea what her colleagues were doing to her. To finish the first episode of “The Perils of Miss Ha”, both Miss Song and Miss Kim returned to their feet and one at a time they urinated on the formerly beautiful face of Seoul Airways. “Cut!” yelled the nymphomaniac podiatrist.

Chapter 19: Canberra Talon Goh was well rested and because of the wild cockpit orgy with three Swedish hunks, she had her equilibrium back. Her Russian guards, now walking very gingerly, accompanied her to a black stretch limousine. The five got in and Goh wondered if she had time for another orgy as the long black limo drove to the HYATT. As she peered at the Russian guards, they looked horrified. All of them were wondering if the HYATT had its own chiropractor. The Asian mercenary did a job on them. “Wimps,” she said and the now redfaced Russians looked like dejected children. The three sultry Swedish stewardesses remained on the airplane.

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The trio would fly back to Spitzbergen after the refueling was complete. Ordinarily flight crews would not be forced to fly again so soon, but this crew was not unionized. They belonged to The Facility and part of their enormous wages dictated that they didn’t complain. Inga had time to have a long meeting with Lena and Britt. Inga swore her two colleagues to secrecy. Dr. Maila Viitala had given Inga specific instructions. Inga, Lena, and Britt were ordered to spike Talon Goh’s drink with a mild sedative and then draw graffiti all over her face with lipstick and mascara pencils. Dr. Viitala also ordered the trio to shave off Goh’s eyebrows and the hair on the left side of her head. The Finnish lunatic wanted Talon Goh to be laughed at by any Australian that laid his or her eyes on her. Total humiliation of the skank that showed her up was Maila’s aim. Inga made sure that she and her two stewardesses had their stories straight. Maila need not find out that Talon Goh acted first and conquered the trio of Swedish beauties. Inga had intended to follow through on Maila’s instructions, but Talon Goh cast a spell on them and the rest was history. As far as Maila was concerned, the three Swedes were on the same page… Talon Goh was marred and shaved and stepped into Canberra a humiliated being. Vyacheslav was in tears. Talon Goh needed one more heterosexual episode before the limo arrived at the HYATT. Whimpering like a baby, the 18-year-old Russian was ridden with guilt. He had promised himself to Irina… a barmaid in Norilsk. Irina was a sweet girl who Vyacheslav wooed since both of them were nine years old. He was true to her and would marry her this Summer. Both Vyacheslav and Irina had saved themselves for each other on their wedding night. No one told Talon Goh this and during the flight had thrown a monkey wrench into Vyacheslav’s psyche. He couldn’t help it, the Asian vixen wasn’t human, or so he told himself. What was he going to tell Irina? He had never lied to her. As he thought about his first sexual encounter with the Asian mercenary, Vyacheslav was in tears.

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Talon Goh didn’t care, she stripped off the Russian’s pants and began applying passionate oral sex to him. Vyacheslav couldn’t resist. He finally gave in. The other three soldiers, nursing bad backs, were just glad she chose the kid instead of them. With Vyacheslav’s juices all over her chin, Talon Goh was alerted by a door opening that the limo had arrived at the HYATT. Still wearing the get-up Inga provided for her and the black go-go boots, the Asian vixen bolted to an elevator that took her to the 23rd floor, HYATT’s concierge level. Goh didn’t hang around long enough to witness a pathetic spectacle at the limo. A Russian soldier, naked from the waist down, rolled out of the passenger compartment and crawled into the HYATT’s parking lot, crying “Irina!”

Chapter 20: Natalie Just Natalie. No last name. The cheerleader turned super-model was no longer burdened by her birth name. Bluta Yastrzemski was no more. Natalie often wondered if her mother hated her for giving her that name. The beauty from Pontiac, Michigan vowed never to return to Pontiac or Michigan. After dropping out of Central Michigan Community College, as a cosmetology major, Bluta or Natalie hooked up with a 75-year-old Australian millionaire, Vanya Vetto. The weird looking Vetto gave Natalie all she ever wanted as far as clothes, jewelry, and cars went. Vetto also owned a football club in Perth and inserted Natalie onto its cheerleading squad. This ticked off the cheerleading captain, a skank named Amber. Amber and the rest of the cheerleaders made the squad after a rigorous two-week try out process. They had to be the best at dance, gymnastics, have perfect bodies, and apply make-up just right. The competition was fierce. Then, Amber was told to make room for Natalie. Amber was ticked.

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While introducing Natalie to the rest of the squad and presenting her the skimpy cheerleading costume, she attempted to humiliate her. She scolded Natalie for her plain looks and advised all the cheerleaders that the only reason she was here was because she was fucking the old-geyser team owner. Natalie was incensed. As Amber continued, Natalie shot across the room and grabbed Amber by her flowing blonde hair. Using the blonde hair as a handle, Natalie slammed Amber’s face on tables, the floor, all four walls, and then dragged her into the bathroom and shoved Amber’s face into the toilet. Natalie wasn’t done. She dragged a whimpering and humiliated Amber back to the locker room, ripped off Amber’s shorts and panties and shoved the panties into the team captain’s mouth. Natalie was a mad woman and none of the cheerleaders came to Amber’s defense. Natalie kept hold of Amber’s blonde hair, lifted her back to her feet, led her over to a laundry hamper, and shoved her in. Natalie then rolled Amber out of the locker room, down a long hallway, out a door and up to a dumpster. Natalie grabbed her prey’s hair once more, ripped her out of the hamper and threw her into the dumpster. Amber came to rest on the dumpster floor mixed in with rotting vegetables and some discarded Chinese food. “Who’s next?” Natalie had taken care of Amber and the cheerleaders were terrified. Natalie would never again be disrespected on the cheerleading squad. The players on the football club all heard the story and Frank Russell, an all-star midfielder, knew he had to have her. Natalie never lost. No one ever got in her way. Frank Russell was hers and any slut trying to take him away would face humiliation and torture. Natalie worked hard and sacrificed to get where she was and no whore was going to stop her. Dating Perth’s all-star midfielder, the very handsome Frank Russell, had its benefits. Vanya Vetto was now bedridden and confined to an oxygen tank in his mansion bedroom. Natalie received the call a week after her destruction of Amber. White Silk Scotch needed a spokesmodel.

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Natalie would be the face of this Australian liquor. Frank Russell and Natalie were snuggling and making out in the HYATT’s concierge lounge. Natalie was clad in a shiny white, tight, and short sequins party dress. She came straight from a White Silk photoshoot and the camera hated to see her go. Frank Russell had been traded to Canberra a month ago and was residing at the HYATT. The Perth owner found out that he was banging Natalie… so by-bye Frank. Natalie followed as White Silk Scotch was headquartered in Canberra. As Frank’s right hand slid up Natalie’s left thigh, the spokesmodel shoved her tongue as far as she could into Frank’s mouth. It was almost 3pm and the duo believed they had the lounge to themselves. Neither heard the ding from the elevator at the far end of the lounge. As Frank and Natalie continued making out and feeling each other up, the Asian mercenary jumped on them. Before they could react, Talon Goh, with Vyacheslav’s man-juices still dripping from her mouth and chin, began licking the faces of both Natalie and Frank. Natalie spoke first or shrieked first, actually, “Gross, you, slut… I’m gonna kill you.” Talon Goh loved her reaction. As Frank’s hand now explored up Talon’s red leather mini-skirt, she addressed Natalie, “Rematch, bitch?” “You!” Natalie was still shrieking, “Any time, but this time I’ll drown you in toilet water.” Natalie usually wouldn’t allow any woman to come this close to Frank and her, but this Asian slut… well, she had a certain appeal. Secretly, Natalie hoped to have passionate sex with the slut, and if Frank was there, a threesome, before drowning her. One way or another, the Asian was going to die in a toilet bowl, sucking in urine. Natalie was actually an innocent casualty-to-be. Talon Goh didn’t want to harm her, but she had to. Natalie was Talon’s ticket to killing the sewer creature and eventually the nymphomaniac podiatrist, and every damned employee of The Facility. Talon Goh admired Natalie; she was the first woman to defeat her. In recent days Talon had suffered two losses, or humiliations.

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She was raped by a tentacled creature and even worse, an Australian slut (who spoke like an American) humiliated her in Frank’s hotel suite. “Is that a Michigan accent?” Talon asked Natalie… the question was legitimate. Natalie’s face turned bright red, “Bitch! Whore! Hussy! I’m gonna have you drinking my urine and eating my shit in just a few minutes… right after I rape you into submission.” Frank was so turned on and decided that keeping silent was a wise move. “Come on Frank, to your suite.”

Chapter 21: The Rematch Suite 2307. Frank’s suite at the HYATT was luxurious. As the three entered, Frank laid down a few instructions. “First ladies, I will set the mood.” Frank took a travel drive out of his shirt pocket and plugged it into the 58-inch Panasonic flat screen at the foot of his bed. In a few seconds a movie came on. “This is the lady that replaced you, Talon… some Korean stewardess… Miss Ha.” Talon was horrified, her friend was on the screen, completely naked, being humiliated by two other stewardesses. Miss Ha’s face was covered with the juices of Miss Song and Miss Kim. Then the duo defecated on her. Miss Ha was unconscious but occasionally a slight whimper emanated from her. The two stewardesses even urinated in her mouth. “What do you mean ‘the lady that replaced me?’” Frank was sincere, “Oh I’m sorry… no one could replace you. I have all 32 episodes of ‘The Perils of Talon Goh,’ you were amazing! The way juices dripped off your face. Were you really unconscious? Those blonde babes went to town on you.” Talon Goh lost it. Eventually she would return to The Facility and inflict torture, humiliation, and death on the Finnish bitch and everyone else. She would free Miss Ha and allow her to cook the Fin’s internal organs and feed them to her superiors. “How dare she!” Talon’s words were not comprehended by either Natalie or Frank.

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Talon was ready, she faced Natalie and gave her a wine glass, “You are an ugly bitch, lick my boots.” Natalie was furious and shattered the wine glass over Talon’s head. A small trickle of blood flowed down Talon’s cheek… perfect she thought. Talon responded by punching Natalie in the nose. A steady trickle of blood streamed out of Natalie’s left nostril. As both Talon and Natalie bled, the two vixens grabbed each other in holds of death. The front of the White Silk spokesmodel’s white party gown was now soaked in blood. The two women found themselves on Frank’s bed. Natalie was trying to kill Talon with limp punches and weak strangulation. This was perfect, Talon thought. She needed Natalie alive. The poor skank was needed for something more ungodly than a twisted catfight. “Join us Frank,” Talon commanded. Frank jumped on the bed. The three were involved half in a melee and half in an orgy. Even Frank was soaked in the blood of both women. Miss Ha continued to be humiliated on the big screen and Talon Goh exhausted her two lovers in the 23rd floor suite. The blood loss weakened Natalie, but it wasn’t enough to seriously injure her. With dozens of the most powerful pelvic thrusts (half of them his, half hers) he had ever experienced, Frank Russell was spent. He’d sleep for hours. When the Canberra police would arrive at the suite the next day looking for two missing women, Frank would be challenged to explain why their blood was all over his sheets and torso… good luck Frank, Talon thought. As Frank was passed out on his king-sized bed, as the moans of Miss Song and Miss Kim emanated from the flat-screen, Talon Goh tended to Natalie. She held Natalie’s nose and stopped the bleeding. The unconscious supermodel was coming to. Talon Goh was very sad at what she would have to do to the White Silk Scotch babe. Such a horrible fate for such a ravishing doll. To think, the only woman ever to beat her would be… Talon Goh stopped thinking about the horror that would befall Natalie.

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Chapter 22: The Demise of Inga, Britt, and Lena The humiliation never ceased. Dr. Maila Viitala was not going to take these humiliations laying down. The Asian skank was indeed her nemesis. In time, Maila would dissect the whore, but right now she would have to be satisfied with murdering anyone who participated in these humiliations. Maila’s sources at the Canberra HYATT notified the Finnish nymphomaniac that Talon Goh had arrived looking better than ever and strutting out massive doses of sex appeal. This wasn’t supposed to happen, the three Swedish stewardesses disobeyed her specific orders. No one disobeyed Dr. Maila Viitala and lived. The podiatrist would send a message… a definitive message. The unmarked 727 came in for a perfect landing on the long runway. As the airplane taxied near Building 8, Dr. Maila Viitala waited just outside the doors. There were no passengers on this plane so the flight crew came out first. Three beautiful Swedish stewardesses departed first, walked down the stairs onto the long walkway that led to Building 8. All clad in alluring light-blue skirts, satin white shirts, and light-blue scarfs. The three blondes used their three-inch heels to enhance the sexiness of their strut back to Building 8. Dr. Viitala was also flexing her sex appeal. She was clad in another tight leather skirt, this one purple in color, her shoes were shiny red stilettos, black fishnet stockings, and a gold satin blouse which highlighted her large breasts. An M4 rifle was cradled in Maila’s arms and she had a 30-round clip in it with two spare clips attached to her belt. As Inga, Britt, and Lena walked toward Building 8, Maila walked toward the parked airplane. As the women neared each other, now only ten meters apart, Inga gasped. Inga saw Maila before her two colleagues did. “No! Please… I can explain.” Inga was shrieking and now Britt and Lena looked up. Maila pointed her M4 (which was set on fully automatic) and squeezed the trigger. In seconds, 30 rounds were fired at Inga, Britt, and Lena.

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Inga was hit five times, including a round that went in her right eye… killing her. Britt was hit six times in her buttocks as she tried to run. Lena was hit seven times in the abdomen and thighs. Maila ejected the empty clip and replaced it with another one holding 30 more rounds. As Britt screamed and Lena moaned, Maila walked over to them. First Maila straddled the wounded Britt and fired 15 rounds into her chest… Britt was no more. Maila took a few steps to her right and straddled the bloodied Lena and fired her last 15 rounds into Lena’s chest… Lena was no more. The three Swedish stewardesses were now bloody blobs dotting the walkway to Building 8. Maila motioned for the two guards to come down from their towers and join her by the corpses. The men obeyed the lady with the machine gun. Maila directed them to dump all three bodies on the other side of the fence at the north perimeter of the Facility and let the polar bears finish them off. The guards obeyed. Over the next few days, the white beasts would feast on human flesh and leave no trace of the Swedish beauties. The last 30 shots fired by Maila all hit their mark. Unfortunately, of her first 30 shots, 12 missed. Most of the 12 missed rounds ended up far away in the arctic wasteland, but one round nicked a pipe that led from Building 8 to Building 9.

Chapter 23: The Brisbane Operation, Take 2 Talon Goh replayed it over and over again in her mind. How could she have failed so miserably? She not only was defeated, but also raped and humiliated. She was a plaything of a monster. The defeat also made her the plaything of a lunatic Finnish podiatrist, two former Swedish stewardesses, and ultimately a conquest of the White Silk Scotch spokesmodel. Everything would turn around now. Talon Goh would get her groove back. Unfortunately for the White Silk dame with the busted nose, she would be sacrificed by the Asian seductress.

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The drive north, up Australia’s east coast would take 10 hours. Talon Goh had set Natalie’s nose. This made Natalie very happy though she still sneered at her Asian captor. That’s okay, a lot more than just a nose would be busted on Natalie very soon. Natalie was trying to speak but her white silk panties were no longer on her hips but shoved inside her mouth and sealed there with duct tape. THE TOYOTA SIENA minivan offered a smooth ride which had to be of some comfort to the supermodel, Talon thought. Being hogtied and gagged was never fun, but there was no choice. Also, in the van were handguns, Chinese throwing stars, a flame thrower and four tubes of passion fruit lip-gloss. Oh yes, the White Silk Scotch… four bottles. Talon drove and ignored the muffled sounds coming from Natalie. Poor Natalie. Talon Goh tried not to think about the fast approaching fate of the spokesmodel. Natalie was many things in this world… a daughter, a Michigan native, a cheerleader, a trophy wife, a supermodel, a spokesmodel for White Silk Scotch… and bait. Natalie writhed and struggled. The Asian slut had tied her knots tight and the supermodel eventually realized she was not getting loose. Where was the skank taking her? Natalie figured she was going to be delivered to sweaty dock workers to be gang raped over the span of several days. After defeating Talon Goh a couple weeks ago, Natalie knew she would never get over the defeat. Or maybe the Asian was driving her inland to be gang raped by angry aborigines. However obscene these possibilities seemed, Natalie had to admit that there was some appeal in them. Not that she wanted to be gang raped, but she did have a lot of sexual fantasies about… well, being gang raped. Talon Goh maintained a hefty speed up the coast and arrived after a 10-hour drive. The Australian army had blocked every road into Brisbane, as well as every port of entry. Talon Goh pulled up to the sentry and was allowed immediate access as soon as the sentry recognized the mercenary.

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The plan? Simple. Fry the creature! No one… or nothing raped and used Talon Goh and lived. Whatever this thing was, it won round one, but would not survive the second round. She knew where to find it and what it was attracted to. Goh now had the advantage. The violation she incurred from the tentacled thing caused her many nightmares. Or at least, they used to be nightmares. As Talon Goh replayed the encounter in her head, she had to admit that her memories of the attack were now serving to sexually arouse her. She wondered what was happening to her. During her vicious sex with Frank Russell a day or two ago, Talon Goh looked at Frank and fantasized him being a tentacled monster, filling all her orifices with probing… STOP! Talon forbid herself to maintain this line of thinking. The monster was going down.

Chapter 24: The Perils of Miss Ha Dr. Maila Viitala was getting her groove back. The sight of the three stewardess corpses on the walkway outside Building 8 was such a beautiful thing for her. No more Mr. Nice Guy she thought. Feeding Inga, Lena, and Britt to the Spitzbergen wildlife was also a nice move. Miss Song and Miss Kim were proving to be loyal servants… too bad she would have to kill them someday. The Asian skanks presented competition for her and this would not be tolerated. The Finnish lunatic was aroused by her new self-created moniker, “The Slayer of the Beautiful.” Slightly contrived, but still a bit erotic. She made a mental note to have that added on her business cards. Back to business! Miss Ha was a star. Still not receiving the hits that “The Perils of Talon Goh” received, still she was a hit. After five episodes of “The Perils of Miss Ha” internet traffic for The Facility’s porn sites was not increasing the way it used to. Maila and her two Korean hench-women came up with a plan. Up until now, each episode starring Goh and Ha showcased an unconscious submissive.

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Goh was a natural born killer, keeping her knocked out was necessary. Miss Ha, however, was a diminutive servant at heart, it wasn’t necessary for her to be unconscious all the time. After studying the personnel files of the three Korean stewardesses, Maila discovered that Miss Song and Miss Kim both had higher marks than Miss Ha during their self-defense training at stewardess college. Also important was that the two hench-women were working out in the gym regularly while Miss Ha had been strapped to a gurney or sedated during her stay at The Facility. The next few episodes would feature Miss Ha being pummeled and humiliated, while awake, by her colleagues. Miss Kim and Miss Song were game and looked forward to filming these episodes. Dr. Maila did the filming. Episode Six featured Miss Ha clad in a Seoul Airways uniform being accosted by Miss Song and Miss Kim, also clad in their uniforms. Eventually the duo would grab Miss Ha, throw her across the room and then pouncing on top of her and slapping her face. While whimpering, Miss Ha was undressed by her two tormentors and the ladies would mar her face with lipstick and mascara pencils. With a naked and broken Miss Ha flat on the floor, the two clothed stewardesses straddled her and made out with each other. Episode Seven was similar to Episode Six. This time Miss Song and Miss Kim drank a liter of water before filming. This was Maila’s idea. The last few minutes of the episode, the two tormentors made out with each other while straddling the naked Miss Ha. Then in an ultimate deed of humiliation, Miss Song and Miss Kim took turns urinating on Miss Ha’s face. Both torturers giggled as they left the room, leaving Miss Ha humiliated on the floor. The room was an examination room, much like one found in a hospital’s emergency room. Dr. Viitala would eventually goad her two stars to utilize the surgical instruments on Miss Ha, but this could wait for Episode 10. Miss Ha didn’t intend to wait for Episode 10.

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Miss Ha, with her long flowing black hair soaked with urine, and face marred with scribblings of mascara, and bruised all over from the pummeling and kicks by her tormentors thought about her dearly departed grandfather. What would he have done? She knew the answer. Miss Ha decided that she would kill Miss Song and Miss Kim as soon as possible. Then the Finnish lunatic would die horribly. With Episode Eight scheduled to be filmed the next morning, Miss Ha enacted her plan. Before the two Swedish orderlies, brutish men who would rape her as soon as they brought her back to her room, came in to collect her, Miss Ha found a scalpel on the floor. This surgical knife had been knocked off the tray onto the floor as Miss Kim and Miss Song threw her across the room. She secreted this weapon in her long black hair. The Swedes wouldn’t look there as it was soaked in urine. Miss Ha must have smelled really bad as the Swedish orderlies did not rape her. Things were beginning to look up for the tortured Seoul Airways stewardess. The next morning Miss Ha was brought a Seoul Airways uniform (Maila had ordered plenty of these as the girls were going through them so fast) and some satin black underwear. The face of Seoul Airways was then escorted to the examination room where Episode Eight would be filmed. Already in the room were the two soon to be dead stewardesses, Miss Song and Miss Kim, and Maila. Maila was very smug and it showed. She worked late into the night to write the story for Episode Eight. “Okay girls,” and to Miss Ha, “and you too you beast of a whore,” Maila wanted Miss Ha to be in a constant state of humiliation. She continued, “Miss Kim you will approach Miss Ha and make out with her. You will penetrate her lips with your tongue and feel her up, both hands up her skirt. Miss Ha… you will whimper like you usually do and throw in some moans.” Maila held up a stun gun as a warning to Miss Ha to obey.

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“Miss Song, you will approach the pair and will be obviously turned on by their actions. You will then strip and moan loudly to get their attention, but wait until you are within a meter of them.” Maila was very proud and it showed. Miss Song and Miss Kim were impressed. “Miss Kim, when you see the approaching Miss Song you will slap Miss Ha hard and punch her in the stomach sending her to the ground. You will then order her to crawl over to you and Miss Song, who will now be embracing, and lick your feet as you make out with the naked Miss Song. Let’s get this filmed then I’ll explain the second act.” Maila held up her IPHONE and called “Action!” Miss Kim approached Miss Ha and grabbed her by the scarf and pulled her close. She then embraced her around Miss Ha’s hips and shot her tongue into Miss Ha’s mouth. Miss Song stripped out of her uniform and undies and moved close to the amorous pair. As both Miss Kim’s hands worked their way up Miss Ha’s skirt, Miss Ha pulled the scalpel out of her hair and with her right hand plunged it into the jugular vein of Miss Kim. Miss Kim could not make a noise but her tongue was immediately withdrawn from Miss Ha’s mouth. As Miss Ha ripped the scalpel out of Miss Kim’s neck, Miss Kim was spun around so she was now facing the naked Miss Song. Only a half meter away, the spray of blood from Miss Kim’s neck soaked Miss Song’s face, shoulders, breasts, and abdomen. Miss Song tried to scream but Miss Ha was on top of her before she could utter any sound. Miss Song, covered in blood, was now flat on the floor. Maila dropped the IPHONE and fired the TASER at Miss Ha… and missed. The prongs of the TASER attached themselves to Miss Song’s left rib cage. As the minor electrical charge went through Miss Song, Miss Ha cut out both of her eyeballs and shoved them into Miss Song’s mouth. Miss Ha wasn’t done, with both hands she grabbed Miss Song’s head and slammed it against the hard floor, eventually breaking her tormentor’s skull. Brains leaked out underneath Miss Song’s crushed skull.

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Dr. Maila ran out the room and the face of Seoul Airways ran after her. The Finnish nymphomaniac, unable to understand the Korean language, had no idea the fiend chasing her was screaming, “I love you, grandfather!”

Chapter 25: Sex With the White Silk Scotch Spokesmodel Talon Goh’s plan was well underway. As she pulled the TOYOTA minivan to within 10 meters of the manhole she recently crawled out of. She had yet to don her sleek black tactical suit, as she still wore the red leather mini-skirt, fishnets, black go-go boots, and black leather jacket… thanks to Inga. Talon slid out of the van and slowly walked over to the passenger side panel and opened the side door. Glaring at her was hogtied and gagged Natalie. Even gagged, Natalie’s sneer conveyed hate and a willingness to murder. What the Asian mercenary had to do next was so distasteful to her that she just hurried up and went on with it. The quiet streets in Brisbane were misleading. Sure, most of the citizens were dead in their homes, or in retail stores, or in churches… or wherever the soon to be dead congregate. Those who survived were now wandering homicidal lunatics. These unfortunate survivors formed packs and roamed. If they were to come across the two beauties outside the TOYOTA, they would rip them apart. Talon Goh ripped the duct tape off Natalie’s face. Natalie immediately spit out the panties. The Asian then put a GLOCK 23 up to Natalie’s forehead and in a very rehearsed tone explained, “Shut up! You talk and I’ll end it right here for you. You will do whatever I say and I promise you will live and continue being the White Silk Scotch spokesmodel.” This was of course a lie; Natalie would die horribly very soon. “The key to your survival,” Talon Goh swallowed hard… what would come out of her mouth next was disgusting and against her sensibilities… “is for you to satisfy me sexually.”

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“If you make me moan so that it echoes through these deserted streets, you live, if not… I’ll shoot your legs and let the lunatics of Brisbane rape and tear you apart.” There she said it! Sex with Natalie wasn’t on Goh’s top ten list of things to do during the apocalypse, but it was necessary to be sexually aroused so that she could spread all her love juices on the former Bluta Yastrzemski. Natalie was used to arousing people she met, male or female. The spokesmodel and former cheerleader often looked at herself in the mirror and had to concede no one on the planet was sexier. She told herself that this Asian whore was a disgusting piece of excrement. To think, all the way to Brisbane so she could be raped by this pervert. Couldn’t this be done at the HYATT, or maybe on the front steps of Canberra’s City Hall after closing? Natalie did have to admit that Goh did have a certain allure and arousing her sexually was something she would be interested in pursuing. With the barrel of the GLOCK pushed to her forehead, the hogtied beauty nodded. Talon Goh detested Natalie. The spokesmodel had beaten her during their first meeting. Maybe that defeat had screwed with her mind enough so that tentacled creature could get the drop on her in the sewer. Talon Goh wasn’t worried about cutting the ropes that bound Natalie. Natalie had been tied up so long her strength and coordination would be severely limited. Talon Goh holstered her handgun, took off the belt holding the holster, stripped off her leather jacket and miniskirt, then unlaced and removed her go-go boots, and finally slid off her fishnets and panties. Sweaty and nude, the Asian vixen grabbed a jagged hunting knife, much like the one she stuck into the tentacled menace, and cut the ropes around Natalie’s hands and feet. With two plops, the formerly bound hands hit the floor of the van. Goh grabbed the spokesmodel by the hair and dragged her out of the van and across the pavement. Natalie rested on all fours near the manhole Talon would eventually insert her into. “Come and get me, bitch!”

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Talon Goh was ready and the sight of Natalie nude, and also sweaty, on all fours was exciting her. With limited control of her sore arms and legs, Natalie struggled to crawl the two meters over to the Asian who wanted to rape her. Natalie could seduce and bring anyone on the planet to ecstasy and would use her mouth and tongue on this whore, she thought. As Natalie’s face moved into Talon’s groin, the Asian stopped it by yanking her hair. “Wait, you slut!” Talon Goh then picked up a tube of passion fruit lip gloss and generously spread some all over Natalie’s lips, chin, eyebrows, and cheeks.” The White Silk Scotch spokesmodel had seen kinky before so the lip-gloss fetish didn’t phase her. Now reeking of passion fruit, Goh released Natalie’s hair. Natalie continued into Talon Goh’s groin and the moans didn’t take long. Natalie knew that no one performed oral sex better than her. She had taught Perth’s entire cheerleading team her style of oral sex, and the team became legendary. Talon Goh was surprised at the ease in which Natalie had drawn her love juices. Now her upper thighs were all wet and Talon moaned so loudly the echoes in the deserted streets were intense. With a soaked groin, Talon Goh had to work fast, she kicked the spokesmodel to the side and jumped on top of her. Natalie still wore the white party gown and Talon rubbed her groin and thighs all over the gown. With the smell of passion fruit and Talon Goh’s love juices, the bait had been prepared just right. With Talon’s juices dripping from her chin, Natalie weakly asked, “So I get to live?” “I lied,” was the Asian’s stern response. Talon Goh put two VIRGINIA SLIMS in her mouth and found a book of matches from the HYATT in the back of the van. The nude Goh walked back over to the out of breath spokesmodel and put one of the cigarettes in her mouth. Natalie now looked horrified, and Talon Goh thought that was appropriate for what the skank spokesmodel was about to endure.

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Too weak to crawl anymore, Natalie remained on the pavement a few feet from the manhole. She watched Goh return to the back of the TOYOTA and put on a skin tight black tactical suit. The black go-go boots she had taken off just before humiliating her were put back on. The mercenary strapped on some daggers to her thighs and a couple of holsters with GLOCK handguns were belted to her waist. Natalie had to admit the Asian in front of her was so very sexy.

Chapter 26: Ingrid Ekland The former Swedish stewardess never planned on being a pawn in the play for world domination. Not long-ago Ingrid Ekland was plying her trade at 35,000 feet. Like most single stewardesses, she needed to pay rent. Living in a luxury apartment in Stockholm mandated that she have four roommates. The five stewardesses that shared the flat were hardly there at the same time. Because Ingrid liked to have rough and loud sex frequently, her four roomies moved out. Finding new roommates would be difficult so Ingrid needed new sources of income. The quasi-nymphomaniac asked around but every Swedish stewardess knew her amorous reputation. So, what if she liked her sex rough and loud… didn’t everyone? “The damned prudes!” Ingrid would often exclaim. The solution to her money problems landed in her lap. Ingrid’s desire for rough sex was also known through the airline pilot community. So, every flight, for 65 Euros, Ingrid would have sex with any pilot in either the cockpit or the “general purpose facility.” Sometimes she would pocket an extra 195 Euros per flight. The pilots were smart. So not to draw attention, they gagged Ingrid with her own scarf. Ingrid had a good gig going and could now afford the rent for her luxury flat without roommates.

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When a nymphomaniac gets cocky, mistakes are made. Ingrid loved heterosexual men and avoided lesbian sex. One day a new stewardess was on her same flight. Viveca was also a tall blonde with large breasts. Viveca propositioned Ingrid, as she also knew her reputation. Ingrid at first said, “No thanks.” Viveca had married an old, fat billionaire from America. The poor bloke was no longer potent and Viveca needed sex. Viveca also enjoyed lesbian sex and when she saw Ingrid, practically exploding out of her uniform, she had to have her. Not taking no for an answer, Viveca offered Ingrid 200 Euros. The two frisky stewardesses pulled each other into the bathroom and went at it. Viveca was so aroused she forgot to gag Ingrid with a scarf. Ingrid’s screams travelled throughout the 727 and the pair was soon discovered. Ingrid was fired, as was Viveca. The former stewardess then landed herself at THE FRISKY BEAR in Stockholm. She even made THE FRISKY BEAR calendar (April). The salary was miniscule, tips were great, and extra-curricular sex was fantastic. Fortunately for Ingrid, her career path was about to change. KEVIN had THE FRISKY BEAR calendar and one night entered that Stockholm adult lounge. A lot happened that evening, but in short Ingrid was offered, and she accepted, a position at The Facility. KEVIN was determined to find a replacement for Dr. Maila Viitala. The Finnish nymphomaniac was growing very annoying. Sure, she had a lot of deviant sex at The Facility, but KEVIN never wanted to hire her… she was one of Rask’s conditions. The Facility wanted Rask… hence Maila was part of the package. Besides… what was Dr. Viitala’s role at The Facility anyway? She wasn’t a competent doctor. A waitress from THE FRISKY BEAR could provide the same quality of medical expertise as Maila. In a land of socialized medicine, sexy waitresses were almost as competent as any medical professional.Ingrid and KEVIN hit it off immediately. KEVIN drooled every time he was in the presence of the frisky waitress from THE FRISKY BEAR.

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Ingrid was smart. During their initial meeting at The Facility, Ingrid pulled out her smartphone when KEVIN had to take a call. Using BING and GOOGLE, Ingrid searched “Andy Messersmith.” When KEVIN finished his call, Ingrid came around the desk, sat on KEVIN’s lap, and cooed “Los Angeles Dodgers, Atlanta Braves, California Angels…” KEVIN was awestruck. KEVIN never met a babe who knew who Andy Messersmith was… It was settled, Dr. Maila Viitala would be executed… a bullet to her head should do the trick. THE FRISKY BEAR waitress and former stewardess would take over as attending physician at The Facility. KEVIN would make the switch in 30 days as he needed the transition to fall into next fiscal year’s budget. In the meantime, the sultry Ingrid would don a skin-tight black jumpsuit and act as The Facility’s director of security. In her position, Ingrid would roam around The Facility whenever she wished and find men to have rough sex with. Ingrid became a favorite of the male employees of The Facility. Ingrid was determined to collect bruises, and also give them, from every male at The Facility. Only one remained: Dr. Tuukka Rask… his laboratory door was always locked. Ingrid had it all worked out in her mind… she would enter the laboratory, jump on Dr. Rask, rip his clothes off and start punching his chest. In Ingrid’s mind, Dr. Rask would recover from the surprise, slap Ingrid silly, rip her clothes off, throw her on some table sending flasks and beakers crashing to the floor… and then… That may have been Ingrid’s intention… but fate would have something more horrific in mind. As Ingrid’s face was eaten away by some weird and slimy creation, quarantine procedures took effect. Doors were sealed and the HVAC system pumped in a gas lowering Building 9’s (Dr. Rask’s lab) temperature to negative 90 degrees. As Ingrid felt her face dissolve and her extremities freeze, she was sure death was near.

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Frozen in place for so long, the former beauty was still aware. The torture of feeling the slime penetrate her skull past her face toward her brain was maddening. Then something changed. The temperature began rising again. The pipe that brought in the hyper-coolant to chill the laboratory had been damaged by a machine-gun round. As the quarantine procedures began to fail, Ingrid (or, what was Ingrid) thawed. The metamorphosis continued and Ingrid became an ungodly monster. As the hours went by, the former waitress at THE FRISKY BEAR sprouted tentacles. Extreme anger and insanity took over her mind and as the former Ingrid began to slosh across the floor, she (… or it) had two thoughts… rip apart the Finnish podiatrist and then find Viveca and do the same to her.

Chapter 27: The Bait “Hmmmmphhhh, Hey, careful you Asian whore!” Natalie wasn’t pleased as she hit the concrete floor of the sewer with a thud. Talon Goh had rigged a harness and slipped the White Silk Scotch spokesmodel into it so she could be gently lowered down into the manhole. “Sorry,” and for good measure the Asian beauty added “… bitch!” No matter, Natalie would be ripped apart in a few minutes if all went according to plan. Goh was finding it increasingly difficult to feel sorry for the skank. With her limbs still sore from being hogtied, Natalie was in no position to scamper away. Talon Goh strapped the tank of the flamethrower on her back and secured the hose on her hip. As Natalie watched her climb down the metal rungs, she wondered what the skank was doing with a flamethrower. “What are you gonna do to me?” The former Bluta Yastrzemski asked with a crackling voice. “Don’t burn me, I’ll do anything for you… I’ll go down on you again, just don’t burn me.” The spokesmodel was finally realizing she was at the mercy of her sultry nemesis. “Please, I can do so much for you if you let me go.”

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Natalie knew that Goh enjoyed being satisfied by her, perhaps an offer to satisfy her some more would work to secure freedom. With the flamethrower secured to her back, Goh lit some road flares and placed them in a circle around the former cheerleader. “I’m not going to do anything to you,” Goh’s response conveyed sadness and sympathy. This scared Natalie. Reeking of Goh’s juices and passionfruit lip gloss, Natalie was a pathetic sight. The Asian actually hoped her demise would be quick. “Whore! Skank! Cunt!” Natalie spit these words at Talon Goh. More fear than anger was conveyed so Goh did not take the insults personally. Ignoring Natalie, Goh began thinking of ways to summon the creature. Could it smell the lip gloss and love juices? The Asian mercenary knew it could. Goh could sense the thing was near. Surprising herself, Goh screamed something before realizing exactly what she was uttering, “Rask!!!” Was this thing Rask? How could that be? The only explanation for the semen in her vagina was that the creature was Rask. Talon backed out of the light emanating from the road flares and grabbed the hose of the flamethrower. Her right index finger was now touching the trigger that would activate a mini conflagration in the sewer. Goh backed into a small crevasse in the sewer wall and watched the spokesmodel helplessly stumble and writhe on the damp floor. Both beauties heard it. From an unknown distance away, a high-pitched howl. Natalie was horrified, “Get us out of here cunt-face!” She wasn’t handling this well. Goh estimated in another 60 seconds Natalie’s ordeal would be over. “Now, its coming! Get me out of here… I swear, I’ll lick your pussy any time you want, just get us out of here!” Natalie was becoming annoying and pathetic. “Please!” A sloshing sound replaced the howling and whatever it was, it was closing in fast. “You can have Frank! Get me outta here!!!”

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Talon Goh massaged the trigger. Natalie couldn’t move, fright was paralyzing her and her sore limbs were now totally useless. “YOU CAN WHIP ME AND TIE ME UP… ANYTHING… PLEASE GET ME OUTTA HERE!” However appealing Natalie’s plea was, Talon Goh was focused on the goal… burning the creature to a crisp. The Asian mercenary whispered, “Come on Rask, time to become calamari.” No nun, priest, or squid rapes Talon Goh and lives! The sloshing grew louder and louder and then stopped… was it here? Natalie’s face was white with fright. Her eyes fixated on something Goh was not seeing yet. Then, very silently, Natalie was lifted off the ground. A slimy tentacle wrapped itself around the spokesmodel’s neck. “Here we go!” whispered the Asian beauty. The thing continued to prone Natalie in mid-air, as separate tentacles wrapped themselves around each of the spokesmodel’s four limbs. Unlike its mistake with Talon Goh, the creature would not allow any of Natalie’s limbs to escape the grips of its slimy tentacles. The tentacles pulled apart both Natalie’s legs and a probing, dripping appendage worked its way up the beauty’s thigh and into her vagina. Natalie was almost in shock. Unfortunately for the White Silk Scotch babe, she would never lose consciousness. The tentacle that grabbed her by the neck now tightened and loosened in order to allow its prey to take in oxygen. Natalie’s eyes peered over in Talon’s direction. The Asian mercenary made eye contact with the soon to be ripped apart spokesmodel. The last words Natalie ever uttered to Talon were, “Kill me… please!” After Natalie’s final plea, another monstrous and dripping appendage entered her mouth. As the thing went in and out of her throat, timed with the tentacle around her neck, white juices dripped down Natalie’s face. Talon Goh steadied the flamethrower and pointed. She was about 15 feet away from the monstrous sight playing out before her eyes.

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The White Silk Scotch spokesmodel was enduring the most humiliating and monstrous rape ever occurring on this planet. Totally helpless, Natalie was kept conscious by the beast. The creature, was pulsating and enjoying itself. Natalie’s entire torso and each limb were now covered by the fluids dripping out of her mouth and vagina. The two appendages picked up speed as they worked themselves in an out of these two orifices. Talon’s index finger was now firmly planted on the trigger that would activate the flamethrower. As the Asian mercenary watched the demise of the White Silk Scotch spokesmodel, she had three emotions… horror, revulsion, and… jealousy.

Chapter 28: Korean Corpses The two Seoul Airways stewardesses had indeed met a bloody end. Dr. Maila Viitala wasn’t wasting any time mourning. Either way, the two Asians were going to meet a bloody end. If Miss Ha hadn’t done them in, Maila had already planned to string them up, whip them so hard their uniforms would be torn to shreds, and then strangle them as she raped them with electrified sex toys. In Maila’s mind, no Asian vixen should die a peaceful death. With Miss Ha still loose, Maila clutched her M4 rifle. She had one clip left after spraying the Swedish stewardesses with it. KEVIN ordered the armory not to furnish the Finnish lunatic with any more ammunition. The Korean stewardesses were loaded into a laundry gurney. Miss Song’s bloody corpse was naked and her uniform was salvageable, thus sent to the cleaners. Miss Kim, still clad in her uniform was loaded into the cart on top of her nude colleague. The corpses were rolled out of the building toward the airstrip. Maila accompanied the small caravan of two Swedish orderlies pushing the cart. Once outside, Maila ordered to two Swedes to dump the two Korean corpses over the fence at the north perimeter of The Facility.

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Miss Song’s nude corpse was tossed over the fence first, followed shortly after by Miss Kim’s corpse. Maila and the two Swedish orderlies backed up 25 yards from the fence line and were careful not to move. It only took 12 minutes for two hulking polar bears to scamper up to the former Korean vixens. Glaring at the three humans on the opposite side of the fence, the two beasts dragged the stewardesses away in order to feed their family. Maila was pleased to help the Arctic wildlife. She pulled out her IPHONE and sent KEVIN a text, “Send me 3 more stewardesses!” KEVIN responded to the text instantly, “As soon as you neutralize stewardess Ha!” Miss Ha watched from the guard tower. Still clad in her Seoul Airways uniform, she put the guard’s parka and wool hat over her to keep her warm. The guard wouldn’t need them anymore. Miss Ha had successfully seduced the poor bloke and then slit his throat. Now, she was perched in the guard’s tower scheming more revenge. She watched the Finnish nymphomaniac below as she and her two cohorts tossed the stewardesses over the fence. She had to give Maila credit, she did look really good. Wearing a tight leather black skirt, some black stilettos, a red satin blouse, and carrying an M4, the lunatic did have sex-appeal. Miss Ha rejected the idea of using the guard’s rifle on the trio below. The scalpel she clutched in her right hand seemed a more fitting weapon to use against the demented podiatrist. Somehow, that scalpel would have to make a deep cut from Dr. Maila’s Viitala’s vagina all the way up to her throat. Sat next to the guard’s corpse in a frigid guard tower Miss Ha plotted. The sight of the Finnish vixen down below seemed to guide her planning. It wasn’t going to be easy but somehow the Korean stewardess had to find a way to knock-out Maila, string her up in some laboratory or examination room, cut off her leather skirt, red satin blouse and silk undergarments with the aforementioned scalpel, then, make the aforementioned incision. Most importantly, Maila needed to be very awake while this was going on.

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She would have to arouse the beauty after stringing her up. Then Miss Ha would reach into the Fin’s torso, pull out her ovaries, and shove them down the lunatic’s throat. Whether it be blood loss, or choking, Dr. Maila Viitala would die horribly. Miss Ha also thought about the aftermath… a laundry cart would be needed to dump the Fin’s corpse into. The polar bears deserved one more human treat before the end of the winter. Miss Ha would butcher and humiliate the Finnish nymphomaniac, but her master plan was much more ambitious. The Facility, whatever it was, would suffer a reign of terror that would make Robespierre look like a clown at a child’s birthday. Blood would flow and Miss Ha would see to it. The face of Seoul Airways was determined to keep her stewardess uniform in pristine condition throughout her warfare with the evil entity that changed her life forever. Then… back to Seoul, where she would use her trusty scalpel to castrate Lee Joong-ki. No one raped Ha Tae-hee and kept their sex organs!

Chapter 29: The Beat Down of Talon Goh She emerged from the Brisbane sewer with very mixed emotions. When the creature violated her, it seemed to be doing what it did naturally. When the thing violated Natalie, it was enjoying itself. It pulsated more with Natalie and secreted more juices at a faster rate. How could the creature prefer the skank from Michigan over the exotic Asian beauty? This pissed off the Asian mercenary. With all her weapons (knives and pistols) still attached to her sleek, black tactical suit, Talon Goh climbed back onto the Brisbane street to greet the night air. Talon Goh thought her next stop was a return to Spitzbergen, fully armed. Suddenly everything went white as a two-meter piece of a two by four interrupted the beauty’s plans. The vixen clads in black never saw the approaching madman. Burt Lance was leading his horde of insane survivors, scavenging the streets.

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The gang was bent on murder, rape, and destruction. When the Asian popped out of the sewer, Burt Lance thought rape-time. Carrying a large piece of wood, Lance swung hard and connected with Talon Goh’s head. The mercenary never saw it coming. As Goh hit the ground, Lance’s gang of 15 Brisbane insaniacs erupted in robust cheering. “We have a prisoner!” Lance shouted, to more robust cheering. The quasi king of this small band of Brisbane insaniacs surveyed the unconscious Asian mercenary. The form fitting tactical suit highlighted her wonderful feminine curves. Lance removed Talon Goh’s weapons, knives and pistols… they belonged to him now. For that matter, the Asian beauty also belonged to him. With his new jagged hunting knife, Lance went to work on Talon Goh’s tactical suit while she was still out cold. The sharp blade cut the shiny suit to shreds leaving Goh on the pavement clad only in black silk undergarments. Burt Lance was a clerk in the water and sewer department for the City of Brisbane before the apocalypse hit. The end-times suited him very well, as now he headed the most feared gang in the urban wasteland. Before the disaster, Lance was a social dolt… no woman would ever look at him. Now, he could have any woman he desired in the city. Granted, all the attractive women were either dead or had fled, leaving only homely or deformed females. Now, a babe practically fell in his lap. In front of his insane subjects, the former clerk stripped off his pants and mounted Talon Goh. His dirty hands fondled her breasts and fingered her crotch. The Asian beauty opened her eyes when Lance’s fingers entered her vagina. “Not today, you mutant!” she said softly. As Lance was guiding his tallywhacker into Goh’s vagina, the mercenary caught it with her left hand. With one quick twist she snapped it off and tossed it down the manhole she had just come out of. Lance shrieked and seven other insaniacs took this as the signal to attack. However capable Talon Goh was, she was too outnumbered to put up much of a fight.

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The underwear clad Asian was pummeled, kicked, slapped, and strung up from a lamp post. Talon Goh was dripping blood and sweat and now was totally nude. Some toothless mutant had ripped off her bra and panties and was knelt down sniffing it like a junkie sniffs in cocaine. Goh’s arms were tied, and she hung five feet off the ground. Lance was losing a lot of blood and would bleed out soon. His semi-loyal subjects had already forgotten him as a leader and figured they would cook him up as soon as he died. The Asian’s sweaty hands were slipping out of the ropes that suspended her from the lamp post. As the insaniacs gathered rods and sticks they went at Talon Goh like she was a pinata. A few tried penetrating her vagina with their implements. With no leaders, the mercenary was at the mercy of all of them. With a thud Talon Goh hit the pavement, her hands finally slipped out of the ties that bound her. Once on the pavement, a half dozen erect mutant insaniacs pounced on her. One was headed into her crotch, one was aiming for her anus, one was aiming for her oral cavity, and three fondled either her thighs or breasts. Struggling wasn’t working… there were too many of them. Some thin, malnourished dweeb guided his tallywhacker into Talon’s mouth and for the first time since the fall of Brisbane, he ejaculated his man-juices. As the juices flowed, the dweeb (who smelled like vomit) shoved his organ deeper and deeper into Goh’s throat. With her windpipe blocked, the Asian beauty blacked out.

Chapter 30: Mayor Cyrus Vance The whole press conference idea was nuisance to KEVIN. The City of Brisbane was in ruins and its frightened citizens (most of which were dead or living in shelters outside Canberra) needed to hear from their beloved mayor. Cyrus Vance became mayor of Australia’s easternmost hub several years ago.

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He was as stupid as three-day old roadkill, but The Facility needed him to win the election. With the help of KEVIN and The Facility, the idiot won a hotly contested election. The Facility had spread propaganda throughout the complicit news media that Vance’s opponent was racist and sought to murder all minorities. Vance then came out as having Aborigine blood in his heritage. Cyrus Vance, of course, had no Aborigine heritage but anyone who accused him of lying about this was accused of being a racist… thus the people of Brisbane just went with this. When the apocalypse began, Mayor Vance was whisked away to The Facility. Now it was time for the dolt to assure his voters that all was fine and that global warming and racism were responsible for the tens of thousands of deaths in their city. KEVIN and Dr. Maila Viitala prepared his remarks. After delivering the remarks, any one criticizing him would be labeled either a “racist” or a “climate change denier” by the media. It was important that no one in Brisbane, or Australia, or in the world community, ever pursued the truth of what really destroyed Brisbane. No reporters were allowed at The Facility, so KEVIN masqueraded several of his employees as reporters and stocked them with fawning and self-serving questions. Cyrus Vance was fitted with an $800 suit, a blue neck-tie, and scholarly glasses. His remarks would go on for two and a half minutes and then he would answer a few questions. His remarks and answers would drive home two points: First, “We must always fight racism wherever it appears,” and second, “protecting Mother Earth and all of her natural resources was the most important strategy they could undertake to restore Brisbane to its former self.” Mayor Vance was a stupid man with a miniscule IQ, so KEVIN worked with him for hours to help him memorize those two points. The faux press conference would be live and The Facility would send the signal to every television station in Australia.

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With another election approaching, KEVIN needed Cyrus Vance to be re-elected. Given the fact that the remaining residents of Brisbane were now insane mutant lunatics, KEVIN was quite comfortable that Cyrus Vance could make a smooth connection to the insanemutant-lunatic’ voting bloc of his city. “Good morning my friends,” Cyrus Vance was ever the wordsmith. The fact that it was now nine p.m. in Brisbane obviously escaped the half-wit mayor, but this was probably not an issue as the remaining voters in his city were all lunatics. KEVIN held his breath, praying the mayor would remember just two lines. Dr. Maila Viitala was also on hand, clad in her leather-satin-stiletto wardrobe style. The TV studio lights reflected radiantly off her shiny clothes. Charged with writing a script for Cyrus Vance, and also apprehending and murdering the Korean stewardess, the Finnish slut had her M4 rifle slung around her backside. As Cyrus struggled with the pronunciation of “Australia,” Maila heard a sound from above. At first, she thought squirrels may be nesting in the air vents, but when a loud crashing sound followed by drywall shards came crashing down on Cyrus Vance, she knew what it was. Cyrus Vance was still trying to correct his pronunciation of “Australia” when a beautiful, smartly clad Korean stewardess fell on him. Miss Ha had been making her way over to an area of the air vent directly above the Finnish nymphomaniac, but the vent gave way while she was over the mayor. With the scalpel clutched in her teeth, Miss Ha wrapped her arms around Cyrus Vance’s neck and began twisting. Without thinking, Dr. Maila Viitala sprang to action. Her reflexes took over and she now was cradling the M4. With Miss Ha seven feet in front of her, Maila depressed the trigger spraying out all 30 of her remaining rounds from the rifle. 16 missed completely as the podiatrist was a horrible aim, but 14 entered the face, chest, and abdomen of Brisbane’s beloved mayor.

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No one in Australia would admit it, but large bulks of the population cheered with joy. Something about watching a mentally-challenged mayor being torn apart by machine-gun rounds just brightened up everyone’s day. As the drywall powder and smoke cleared, Dr. Maila Viitala looked for an Asian corpse… none to be found… only a pot-bellied Aussie pol leaking blood and brain matter littered the floor behind the podium. Still live, throughout Australia, massive amounts of the population saw the final words of the “Special Report,” uttered by some beauty clad in satin and leather, “I’m gonna kill you my little gook-bitch!” Every crowd in every tavern in Perth, Melbourne, Port Darwin, and even Canberra erupted in raucous applause. After a brief hiatus, Australians were ecstatic to see “The Perils of Miss Ha” back in prime-time.

Chapter 31: The Brisbane Belles 32 of the most gorgeous women in Australia! The Brisbane Belles! Their posters even rivaled the poster of that deviant Perth cheerleading squad. The 32 beauties, all carefully chosen, made Australia’s international trade shows major international events. The girls worked the shows, manning booths, greeting attendees, escorting VIPs, and a few times a day put on a song and dance show. Clad in navy blue tight satin blouses, tight red leather skirts, and shiny (either red or navy blue) three-inch heels, the girls had no trouble turning heads. All of them had names beginning with the letter B… Bonnie, Bambie, Beth, Bridgett, Bela, Bri, Barb, Becky, etc. The 32 women exploded with wholesomeness. Their bios revealed they were very educated, socially conscious, church-goers, and all an epitome of virtue. Despite numerous offers, none of the women ever posed for adult magazines or took roles in adult films. The Japanese loved them. If the Brisbane Belles were working a trade show, Japanese attendance rose 250 %.

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Japanese firms (and also Korean companies) paid to hire the girls for their evening parties at the ritziest Brisbane hotels. The girls would mingle and make every middle-aged Asian businessman feel like Hercules. The Brisbane Belles would not undress or perform sexual acts for these Asian pseudo-perverts. Legend and reputation in the 21st century has become a marketing challenge. The Brisbane Belles were all created images. The blondes with the wholesome look actually had a gritty reality about them. Unlike what their bios suggested, they were not teachers, nurses, or businesswomen. The 32 beauties were ex-prostitutes, ex-exotic dancers, or petty criminals. They were hired on looks and sexual prowess alone. The gals were then sent to a finishing, or a charm school, where they learned to look classy and wholesome. The school was near Seoul and taught voice, dance, deviant sex, and cooking. After 26 weeks of heavy training, the graduates were fitted with the iconic costumes and sent back to Brisbane. The pay wasn’t good… at least for working trade shows. However, if they helped host parties for Japanese or Korean businessmen, they could earn an additional $10,000 per night. Then, for the super-rich Asian “gentlemen,” the Brisbane Belles would show up at the party with a small black bag. Inside the bag was their BDSM leather costume. The Brisbane Belle would politely go to the restroom and emerge as a demented dominatrix. This service would net the wholesome blonde $50,000 for the evening… the Asian blokes could afford it. As the Brisbane apocalypse began, and a day before evacuation, the Brisbane Belles were working the Down Under Computer Expo. The show was going to be cut a day short because of the rumored evacuation. At 5pm the gals left the exhibition hall and headed to their dressing room. The 32 beauties were giggling and the large dressing room reeked with hairspray, perfume, and estrogen.

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The lights flickered. The gals all became very nervous as the flickering reminded them of the horror that had begun to overtake Brisbane. Then, he arrived… or it arrived. Dr. Tuukka Rask. The metamorphosis from scientist to monster had changed the needs of the former Finnish geneticist. Now with seven sexual organs, all capable to be used at once, the creature needed a lot of women. To think the lunatic podiatrist had once satisfied him! The 32 Brisbane Belles would do… for now.

Springing from the sewer below, through the floor, the tentacled creature exploded into the dressing room. With his tentacles he grabbed Bri, Becky, Barb, Bridgett, Blythe, Bambi, and Bela. The tentacles ripped off their costumes and undergarments in no time at all and his potent sexual appendages went to work on their groins. The eightsome was glorious, at least for the creature. All the other Belles were too horrified to make their way to the exit door. After about 45 seconds, the tentacles threw the raped babes across the room, and then grabbed Billie, Bobbie, Beth, Brianna, B.J., Bunny, and Bea. These seven Brisbane Belles got the same treatment. It only took six minutes for Rask to go through every Brisbane Belle. The naked beauties all were strewn about the dressing room crying and soaked in monster-love juices. Ten minutes more passed and Rask had hauled each beauty back into the sewer he emerged from. The Finnish geneticist, turned monster, was now ready for the next stage of his experiment. The 32 beauties were all strapped into the secret sewer laboratory, encased in a weird slimy gelatin like substance, fitted with breathing and feeding tubes, and allowed to let nature do what nature does best. The potent Rask now eagerly awaited. The wait would ultimately be approximately nine months. The Brisbane Belles now became the monster’s harem as the apocalypse took hold.

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Chapter 32: Polar Bear Tragedy About the same time the nymphomaniac podiatrist was ending the political career of Mayor Cyrus Vance, a family of six polar bears frolicked in the snow 500 meters from The Facility’s north perimeter. Mother Bear, Father Bear and the four cubs couldn’t have been happier. Stewardesses made delicious dining and of late, the bears had feasted on highflying beauties. Picking apart the formerly nubile young women brought the bears really close as a family. The smallest cub was currently enjoying Miss Kim’s nylon pantyhose. Just like the three pairs of pantyhose from the Swedish delicacies, smallest cub loved how these undergarments stretched and smelled. The second smallest cub started a collection of silk panties. Though the white panties of the Swedish stewardesses were now blood soaked, the garments were soft and smelled really nice. The two older cubs looked at their smaller brothers with amusement. Mom and Dad bear had two thoughts: first, clean up their makeshift lair… Dad moved the family closer to The Facility as humans began throwing stewardesses over the fence. Dad had picked them apart, first clawing off their clothes and undies, then ripping thigh meat, breast meat, pulling out internal organs, and crushing skulls for brain meat. The cubs would grow very fast dining like this. After every great meal, someone had to clean up. The bears would have no use for the bones and Dad bear was eager to get rid of them. If he didn’t, the four cubs would begin fighting over them. This behavior would not be tolerated and Dad bear didn’t want to have to show his temper… Thought number two: more stewardesses!… Mom and Dad would make frequent patrols toward the north perimeter and be able to pounce when the next stewardess was tossed over. Too bad there was no way to communicate with humans as the bears would have preferred live humans to pick apart. Oh well… no need to look a gift horse in the mouth.

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As Littlest Cub rolled and played in stewardess nylons, Dad Bear began getting up to start his work for the day. Dad Bear had an idea. Littlest Bear was so cute and happy with his new nylon toys, Dad Bear would plot to get him another pair. While spying on The Facility and watching stewardess carcasses dumped over the fence, Dad Bear spotted a female human dressed in shiny clothes and bright colored footwear. She seemed to be in charge and even from hundreds of meters away Dad Bear could smell odors emanating from her groin. The odors were mixed with those nylon odors and Dad Bear was sure Littlest Cub would enjoy those nylons too. Dad Bear avoided eye contact with Mother Bear as he thought about the Finnish skank. He wasn’t typically into inter-species rape… but something about the leather-skirt clad beauty spoke to his hormones. Dad Bear decided he would go alone to stalk Dr. Maila Viitala, and when the time came, he would slide off her nylons and do whatever his groin suggested. Fate would not smile on Dr. Maila Viitala… for the most part. However, as Dad Bear plotted a scheme to abduct and violate the Finnish nymphomaniac, the unthinkable happened. Through the snow exploded a dozen tentacles. Littlest Cub was torn to pieces immediately and his blood spurted over his brothers and mother. As Mother Bear howled, her other three sons were pulled into the snow where a creature ate them like a human would eat potato chips. Four tentacles went to work on Mother Bear and three more on Dad Bear. The once happy polar bear family now looked like blobs of strawberry ice cream decorating the Arctic wasteland. Dr. Maila Viitala would never know the bullet she dodged with the demise of the Arctic beasts.

Chapter 33: Bri, The Brisbane Belle Shortly after the apocalypse took hold in Australia’s easternmost city, it was fair to say The Brisbane Belles ceased to exist.

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The blonde beauties had another mission on planet Earth now. Instead of playing to the sexual urges of businessmen, they were the breeding slaves of an ungodly creature. That is 31 of the 32 of them. When the former Dr. Tuukka Rask examined his brides, one didn’t meet up to his standards. Bri (actually her real name was Gladys Goldfarb) was barren. She could not bare offspring. As a man and a student of the Jim Mitchell Leadership and Communications School, Dr. Tuukka Rask sometimes displayed patience, understanding, and empathy… when he was human. Human no more, Rask was cold and decisive. Bri was out. With one tentacle, he grabbed the former Gladys Goldfarb from her gurney and whisked her to the nearest manhole. With a force manifested in frustration, he tossed the beauty out into the night air of Brisbane. Scared out of her wits, the naked and slimy Bri crawled over to a green dumpster. The dumpster had ironic markings on it extolling “Brisbane Recycles, Brisbane Cares.” Bri crawled into the dumpster, curled into a fetal position and cried hysterically. For the first time in her 22 years on Planet Earth, Gladys Goldfarb prayed to God, “Please God! Help me! Send an angel to save me, I don’t want to die.” With that, the lid of the dumpster swung open and the world’s top-rated porn-star, totally nude, jumped in. Bri could not believe how God answered her prayers. Was the star of “The Perils of Talon Goh” really an angel from Heaven? The last remaining Brisbane Belle had to admit that, yes, God did work in mysterious ways. What to say to an angel? Bri spit it out: “I am a big fan! I have so many fantasies about choking you out and raping the snot out of you.” Talon’s left foot connected with Bri’s right temple sending the Brisbane Belle to la-la land.

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Her windpipe was filled with a mutant man organ and its flowing juices. Breathing was impossible and her arms and legs were pinned by other greasy mutants wanting to rape her. As she finally lost consciousness, the Asian beauty thought that death was well deserved. Once again, a humiliating defeat, this time at the hands of half-wit mutants. They had beat her up, strung her up, played with her like a pinata, and then gang-raped her. Her last thought after passing out was she would rip apart every one of her violators… if she lived. She would separate all their limbs from their torsos and rip out their internal organs. Furthermore, she would break open their skulls like a nutcracker opens walnuts and pull out their brains. She did wake. Her sweaty body was covered with lunatic mutant semen. As her eyes opened, she coughed twice sending wads of that semen into the air. In an unneeded humiliation, those wads sent flying came back down and landed on her nose. She did not know how long she was out but much of the semen spread all over her body had begun to dry and cake. Totally nude and unarmed, the humiliated and spent vixen kicked into survival mode. “Get up,” she told herself. Her hesitancy was based on the unknown. Were the mutants still there, and if they were, would they rape her again? Talon Goh, her body pulsating in soreness, lifted her head off the pavement. Some of her hair had been glued to the street by the dried semen… this caused her a whimper as a few strands were pulled off. She did a quick survey of her surroundings. All the mutants had their limbs separated from their torsos, their internal organs had been ripped out, and their skulls were broken open and brains were pulled out. Okay, there was goodness in the world, Talon thought, but what was going on? The naked babe needed some clothes and guns. Burt Lance had taken her weapons and destroyed her garments. She looked around at the mutant carnage… no guns in sight. She found Burt Lance… he had bled out as his penis was ripped off. With pride Talon softly said, “Ha! I did that one!”

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The sounds of sobbing emanated from behind her. Talon Goh turned to see one of the mutants playing with her undergarments. The silk black panties and bra were now his prized possession. The lunatic had drooled silly over the panties and was wearing the bra. Talon decided that he could keep them. She went over to him and leaned over, so her face was six inches away from his. The question on her mind didn’t have to be asked as the lunatic giggled out, “The squid man went for a little walk.” Then he was lost in a cascade of giggles coming out of his mouth. The squid man. Rask! Why hadn’t she killed him when she had the chance? Talon knew she couldn’t explain this to her employers. Hell… she couldn’t even explain it to herself. Though she wouldn’t admit it, Talon Goh needed to know the Rask monster lusted for her. When she could be sure of that, she would kill the thing. A howl from the west straightened out the hunched over beauty. The lunatic laughed and breathed, “He’s coming back.” Talon Goh wasn’t ready for her third meeting with the thing. The first two didn’t go well. With that, the Asian vixen ran eastbound on a formerly main throughway of Brisbane. The howls continued and appeared to be closing the gap between it and the fleeing Talon. As pure exhaustion set in, Talon Goh found a green recycling dumpster, flipped open the lid, dove in, and slammed it shut.

Chapter 35: Talon and Bri What a pair! Talon… nude and covered with caking mutant semen. Bri… nude and covered with caking squid-monster juices. Bri was just coming to after Talon gave her a little nap. Talon spoke first, “Tell me why I shouldn’t kill you.” Talon wasn’t in a good mood and felt like killing someone. “I’m a Brisbane Belle,” Bri said sincerely. “Really?” Talon was trying to sound sincere, but her sarcasm was biting.

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“How’s that working out for you in the apocalypse?” The question was rhetorical… but Bri bit. “Well… that’s still an open question. The bad news is the Brisbane Belles are now gestating little monsters… the good news… I’m the only Belle left who hasn’t been impregnated by the monster. I’m barren so the thing threw me out.” Bri expected Talon Goh to be shocked and ask more questions about the monster. The Asian beauty showed no emotion and was still trying to figure out if she should kill the blonde bimbo sharing a dumpster with her. Bri went on, “I can pick anyone’s pocket and seduce any man… and probably woman, and I can satisfy you better than any of those Swedes in your movies.” Bri looked for signs of receptivity from the porn star, “So… can I rape you? You can just pretend to be out cold.” The hesitant porn star was too tired to strangle the last remaining Brisbane Belle. Besides, she might need her later. Bri was already rejected by Rask, so perhaps Talon had found a compadre. The two women stared at each other for a long while. Every time Bri licked her lips and blinked wantonly at the mercenary, Talon would get nauseous. It was now clear to Talon Goh that the lunatic Fin had ruined her anonymity and reputation… for that she would pay dearly. As the sun rose over Brisbane, the howling sounds of the creature ceased… was it nocturnal? The lunatics also calmed down. Talon Goh knew her 15 tormentors had been ripped apart but also knew other gangs prowled, too. Bri was still sleeping and the mercenary toyed with the idea of sneaking off and leaving the last surviving Brisbane Belle in the dumpster. Too late… “Are you ready? I can find something to tie you up with before I violate you.” Bri was adamant about her desire to rape the porn star. The 32 episodes of “The Perils of Talon Goh” had aroused Bri like nothing ever had before. Not a lesbian, Bri was so turned on by the Asian submissive.

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Ignoring her new amorous fan’s desires, Goh responded, “We can’t stay in this dumpster all day, now is the time to make a break for it.” With that, the two naked and sweaty beauties emerged from the dumpster and began a slow jog eastward. Unarmed and unclothed, the two vixens faced slim odds. Talon Goh kept her plan to acquire heavy arms from Bri, but soon the two would become a mean, two-woman army. As Bri followed Talon like a golden retriever follows a playful little boy, the mercenary formulated a plot for conquering the Australian military. Bri, on the other hand, was formulating a plot to render Talon Goh unconscious so she could tie her up, drool in her mouth, finger rape her, and fondle her breasts. Bri was determined to show her rescuer that the last surviving Brisbane Belle was infinitely more capable than any Swedish vixen. Maybe… just maybe, Talon Goh would do a porn show with the last surviving Brisbane Belle… Bri was determined to turn the apocalypse into opportunity. Bri also figured if Talon Goh behaved while tied up, she would also urinate on the Asian’s face. After all, the Asian vixen deserved a reward for rescuing the last surviving Brisbane Belle. 45 minutes later the naked babes, out of breath, arrived at a burnt out 18-wheeler tractor trailer. Perched behind the relic of the apocalypse Talon Goh pointed to the target. The checkpoint 50 meters in front of them was manned by 15 Australian troops, all heavily armed. Two jeeps and one tank sat behind a barbed wire barrier. Two years ago, the socially and environmentally conscious Aussies elected Max Cleland their Prime Minister. The buffoon mandated that the number one security threat facing Australia was global warming or climate change. He then ordered his generals and admirals to prepare the troops for fighting that threat. Instead of combat drills and tactical training, all Australian armed forces were continually drilled in filling up their vehicles before sunrise or after sunset to preserve the ozone layer.

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The troops were also drilled in recognizing recyclables thrown into trash dumpsters and implored to remove them and place them in recycle bins. This specialized training made the Australian military completely incompetent when it came to anything military. Talon Goh ordered her Brisbane Belle friend to wait by the truck. Bri would have none of this. “Look sweetheart,” Bri began. Talon’s face turned red and she again thought about murdering the last surviving Brisbane Belle. “You my friend are a porn star. The best porn star in the world, but just a porn star.” Talon Goh reached for her pistol but soon realized she was naked and unarmed. “This job requires certain skills and acting in porn films just doesn’t give you those skills. I, on the other hand, am a Brisbane Belle… you stay here, and I’ll get this done right. Watch closely and maybe you can learn something.” Bri was very pleased at herself and didn’t realize her condescending demeanor almost got her killed. “Fine. Go!” Talon had it with Bri. If Bri wanted to go down to the soldiers and try to steal their weapons, let her. Talon would enjoy watching the Brisbane Belle get her head blown off. With that, the naked Bri strutted the final 50 meters to meet the soldiers of Checkpoint 9.

Chapter 36: Checkpoint 9 Bri had been at Checkpoint 9 for nearly two hours and Talon hadn’t heard any shots. This checkpoint blocked the highway entrance into Brisbane proper. Bri had survived the monster and had outlasted her 31 Brisbane Belle colleagues. Sure, the 31 others were probably still alive, but they were no longer sexy and coherent. With her newfound boldness, the sweaty naked babe positioned herself behind the tank and one by one summoned the soldiers. The inept army men, and two babe army women eagerly went to Bri when she called/seduced them.

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After some heavy petting, French kissing, and some oral sex, Bri would separate the soldiers from their combat daggers and slice their throats. Soon, 13 army men and two babe army women littered the highway in which Checkpoint 9 was placed. After the decimation of the unit, Bri collected 15 machine guns, 7 handguns, and 20 jagged combat knives. The Brisbane Belle then walked back to Talon Goh, whistled, and motioned her to come on over. Talon Goh arrived and was absolutely stunned. “I hope I wasn’t too hard on you my love,” cooed Bri to the Asian mercenary. “You wouldn’t have been able to get within 25 meters of these schmucks. Your face is on millions of wanted posters and their orders were to shoot to kill. They didn’t want you alive. I thought about saving the two soldier-ettes for you… I know you like to be tortured by lesbians.” Talon Goh was impressed but sometime soon she would have to set the Brisbane Belle straight. Having slit the throats of 15 Australian army troops, Bri had earned Talon’s respect… for now. “Oh yes,” Bri wasn’t done. “We need to get out of here… not just Brisbane, but Australia. This thing is out of control. Canberra won’t last more than three more days. The soldiers told me they had a cargo plane, fully fueled.” Talon was really impressed. Bri had done a fantastic job and had even gained valuable intelligence. “You’re coming with me honey!” Talon thought this would please Bri. It did and the last surviving Brisbane Belle was beaming. “I’m gonna take you to the studio where we filmed my show, and if you’re extra well behaved, I will let you make out with Miss Ha.” Bri was now jumping up and down in ecstasy. The two women cut the fatigues of the army corpses. Talon made a camouflaged toga for Bri which was tight enough to flatter her breasts and short enough to show off her legs. For herself she made a camouflaged bikini. “I’ll drive, you navigate us to the airfield of that cargo plane.” The two camouflaged vixens rode off.

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Chapter 37: Miss Ha Attacks The sultry Seoul Airways stewardess found a mirror and admired herself. Her new Seoul Airways uniform was perfect. Just tight enough to avoid being called trashy, and the satin blouse shined nicely. Despite slitting the throats of the four guards manning the guard towers, no blood had stained her uniform. The four guards were easy as Miss Ha used her powers of seduction to get close enough to them in order to be in striking distance of their throats. Just like the Kennedy family came to regret their betrayal of her grandfather, the demons at The Facility would rue the day they soiled the face of Seoul Airways. For the time being Building 9 would serve as Miss Ha’s headquarters. No one from The Facility came anywhere near the former Dr. Rask’s laboratory. The Korean beauty surveyed the place… it was a mess. It looked like a war had been fought there. A large hole in the wall at the east side of the lab suggested something big went through it… a bulldozer? The debris fell on the outside of the building which suggested that something inside the lab had busted out with great violence. Whatever it was… it had busted out. Translation… whatever was in Building 9 was now out of Building 9. Miss Ha had seen enough horror movies to know that anything escaping from a laboratory never came back. The place was frigid but warming up fast. Warm air had begun to come through the heating vents once more. The sexy stewardess inventoried her firepower… 4 machine guns and over 500 rounds of ammunition. She would need more. Everyone would die… there were no innocents in this frozen wasteland. Also, if the porn star returned, which Miss Ha knew she would, she would have to fit her with at least two of the machine guns. Foraging through cabinets and drawers, Miss Ha added to her weapons collection 32 surgical scalpels and 170 new syringes… 65 used syringes were also commandeered by the stewardess.

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Thinking fast, Miss Ha spotted an orange liquid. She did not know what it was, but it would not freeze. She spotted a blue glowing liquid which also didn’t freeze. The liquids were in vats. Careful not to touch any of the weird stuff, Miss Ha filled all the syringes with the stuff. A third of the syringes had glowing blue liquid in them now, a third had orange liquid, and a third had a mixture. The mixture should have turned brown thought Miss Ha, but whatever was going on as far as chemical reactions, the mixture turned black. She looked at the syringes closely and wondered which one Dr. Maila Viitala would like to have injected into her boobs. The black one! Yep, that was an easy one. It was a good bet that the black liquid would erode the Fin’s boobs. Miss Ha looked forward to watching this. Instead of Novocain, the Korean beauty would inject the orange liquid into her jaw before pulling out the bitch’s teeth. As for the blue liquid? Miss Ha was undecided. Should she inject it in Maila’s eyes… or up her vagina? Miss Ha would have to give this careful thought. Perhaps the star of “The Perils of Talon Goh” would help her decide when she returned. Through the blown-out hole in the wall of Building 9, Miss Ha spied two security guards making their way over. The face of Seoul Airways replaced her three-inch heels with some snow boots taken from the now deceased guard from one of the towers, draped a parka over her uniform, grabbed a machine gun and headed to the hole. In just a few seconds Miss Ha would murder the two schmuck guards with a spray of bullets.

Chapter 38: Maila Readies for War Dr. Maila Viitala was at her low-point. KEVIN had refused her requests for more guns from the armory. He had also refused her request for more stewardesses. Somewhere at The Facility Miss Ha was hunting her. The crazy Korean bitch was murdering her co-workers at the rate of one an hour.

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Reports from Australia indicated a lot of activity in Canberra and a slaughtered army unit on the outskirts of the city. Maila knew Talon Goh was responsible and probably making her way back to the arctic. With no firearms, the Finnish beauty planned her defense and counterattack. Her weapons included two scalpels and a small hammer. These wouldn’t do. The nymphomaniac knew her greatest weapon was her own sex-appeal. She would have to seduce Miss Ha, get close enough to her, and sever her spinal cord. She had done this before… actually, she had thought about doing this before. How hard could it be? No one could refuse the advances of Dr. Maila Viitala, “The Slayer of the Beautiful.” Miss Ha was weak and unreasonable… she could be had. The Finnish lunatic walked out of a steamy shower and applied generous helpings of seductive make-up. Her lips were now glowing red. The application of silk, lace black panties and a push-up bra were next. Some shiny black stockings… a tight black leather mini-skirt… a gold tight satin blouse… some chandelier earrings… shiny black stilettos… almost ready. The seductress stashed one of the scalpels in her hair and the other one she strapped to her inner thigh. On each wrist and at the base of her neck, Maila dabbed a slight bit of Obsession. As Maila looked in the mirror she wanted to have sex with herself… she looked that good. The bony Korean would be no match for a real woman, she thought. The plan was to neutralize the face of Seoul Airways, steal her machine guns, and set up an ambush for the soon to arrive Talon Goh. With a very sexy strut, Dr. Maila Viitala walked out of her quarters. Most of the security team had been wiped out by either a scalpel or a machine-gun. The sex-crazed podiatrist began a slow walk to the exit doors that led to the airfield. She figured these doors would be Miss Ha’s entry way back into The Facility. Meeting her halfway was the plan. If all went according to plan, Miss Ha’s internal organs would be in jars within 90 minutes. “Everyone is a Winner,” cooed The Slayer of the Beautiful.

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Chapter 39: The Groping of Miss Ha The beautiful stewardess walked into the entry doors. 45 seconds after the doors closed behind her, an Australian military cargo plane landed on The Facility’s airstrip. Miss Ha did not know this as she replaced her snow boots with her three-inch heels, and shed her parka. The smartly clad stewardess slung a M4 rifle over her shoulder and began walking down the long corridor. She was confident she would meet the Finnish lunatic soon… and she was right.30 seconds into her strut down the long hallway, Maila spotted her current nemesis. The Asian stewardess cradled her machine gun and pointed it at the Finnish beauty. Maila wasn’t scared… by the look on Miss Ha’s face, the lunatic knew that seducing her would be easy. The face of Seoul Airways was prepared for combat… not seduction. As Miss Ha readied her M4, she was unprepared for the attack which was aimed at her. She made eye-contact with her arch-enemy and her fingers went numb. As the M4 fell out of her arms and hit the floor, she didn’t hear the thud. Instead the Korean felt her groin getting moist and the tingling in her breasts. Her breathing became deep and a slight sweat began on her brow. The Fin strutted closer. Miss Ha’s thoughts were now out of her control. Instead of murder, the stewardess wanted the beauty approaching her to rip off her clothes and lick her entire body. Miss Ha wanted to be tied up by the enchantress heading in her direction, slapped, and humiliated. Miss Ha wanted to be the love slave of this vixen. Dr. Maila Viitala licked her lips and saw that seducing Miss Ha would be easy. The Asian stewardess was already massaging her groin through her stewardess uniform. The Finnish seductress stepped to within six inches of her prey. Miss Ha was now moaning and the wetness came through her skirt. With her left hand, Maila caressed the face of her now helpless nemesis. Her right hand caressed her thigh and made its way up to Miss Ha’s breasts.

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With her tongue, Maila softly licked Miss Ha’s right ear and drew it down to her lips. Miss Ha was now groaning out of control. “Amateur,” Maila thought. The Asian beast was actually quite tasty. As Maila’s tongue began rubbing harder on Miss Ha’s face, her hands did the same to her waist and breasts. “Rip off my clothes NOW!!!!” Miss Ha pleaded. “Take me… slap me… anything you want… do it now!!!” Miss Ha was reduced to a driveling love slave. Maila was smiling. “Don’t worry my Asian bitch… I am ready to dominate you.” Maila responded softly. Maila had no intention of prolonging this seduction. Though Miss Ha had tremendous sex-appeal, Maila needed her internal organs. Maila pulled her hand from Miss Ha’s thigh and reached under her tight leather skirt and slid the scalpel out from the strap. Slowly, Maila lifted the scalpel past the Korean’s thigh, waist, breasts and rested it on her neck. Maila needed to exert just the right force to paralyze the stewardess and not kill her. “There,” she thought, “Right there.” Maila allowed her tongue to do one last round of Miss Ha’s lips, then… WHAMMMMMMM!!!!!!

Chapter 40: Lights… Camera… Action! Ever since Talon Goh suggested to Bri that she might appear in a porn movie, the Brisbane Belle had been in an extreme state of sexual arousal. During the long airplane flight to the Arctic, Bri had practiced on tied-up Australian army men. The troops enjoyed it and Bri honed her skills well. Talon Goh even taught her how to contort and move her body in such a way as to maximize orgasms for both partners. Bri was young, but quickly being molded into a deadly sexed-up porn-star. The Brisbane Belle moved up Maila’s torso. Dr. Maila Viitala was coming to. She never saw Talon Goh sneak up behind her with a fireextinguisher. The mercenary had saved Miss Ha from a fate worse than death. As Maila hit the floor, a weakened Miss Ha also hit the floor.

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As Maila was still, the aroused stewardess satisfied herself. “Who the fuck are you!?!” Maila’s question was sincere. “I’m a Brisbane Belle… hold still and open wide, I need to pee in your mouth.” Bri’s answer was equally sincere. Maila’s head was in extreme pain, but that wasn’t her primary concern. The slut in the camouflaged toga was. Maila was about to ask another question when Bri began spitting in her eyes and mouth. “Get off me whore!” Bri was in glory, she looked to her left to make sure Talon Goh was still filming. Maila was on an island in the middle of Rask’s lab and her limbs were all tied to different corners. Unable to move, Maila was getting extremely angry. “Okay… cut!” Talon Goh was filming everything on Maila’s IPHONE. Each scene went 45 seconds and, after they ended, Goh sent the video to everyone in the Fin’s contact list. Maila looked to her side and saw Talon Goh. Miss Ha was re-assembled. She was embarrassed when Talon Goh helped her off the corridor floor. She had failed her grandfather. The mercenary caressed her and made her feel good again. “Come on my friend, we have work to do.” These words were music to Miss Ha’s ears. She and Talon Goh… together… dissecting the nymphomaniac Fin. Miss Ha’s stupor was broken, not when she looked into Talon Goh’s eyes, but when some weird blonde shrieked, “Hi I’m a Brisbane Belle, can I urinate in your mouth?” Taking her eyes off Talon Goh she glanced at the Brisbane Belle. “Not her!… Her!” Talon Goh motioned toward the Finnish lunatic. “Oh okay,” Bri was fine with this. Miss Ha gave Talon Goh a confused look and Talon Goh reassured her, “Oh… yeah… she’s a Brisbane Belle… she’s on our side.” Now the four beauties were in Building 9.

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“Open your mouth, skank, or I’ll cut off your fingers!” Talon Goh needed the next scene. As she put the heavy-duty clippers around Maila’s pinky, the Fin opened her mouth. “Perfect.” Talon Goh stepped back and gave Bri a nod. Recording again, Talon Goh went in for a close-up. Having practiced on army men, Bri’s aim was perfect. In just a few seconds Maila’s mouth was filled with urine and it began overflowing and seeping down her cheeks. “Cut,” yelled Goh again and in a few more IPHONE moves, sent this newest video to every one of Maila’s closest friends, relatives, and associates. The Brisbane Belle knew the next scene. When the IPHONE was recording again, Bri used a very nice surgical scalpel and cut off Maila’s leather skirt and blouse. The Fin was horrified and wondered if this toga clad slut would continue using the scalpel. Bri slid out the shreds of Maila’s clothes out from under her. The Finnish beauty was now spread out under Bri and Bri began massaging under Maila’s panties and bra. In much embarrassment, Maila was getting very satisfied. This toga clad skank was doing a fine job. Bri looked over to Talon who nodded. Bri then reached for the scalpel once more and cut off the bra, panties, and stockings leaving Maila clad only in shiny stilettos. Talon Goh went over to Bri, gave her a pat on the back and sweetly told her, “Nice job rookie.” Maila looked into Talon Goh’s eyes. The Asian slut was clad in a camouflaged bikini and looked really hot. “Get it over with, bitch.” Maila knew her gig was up and desired a speedy death over more humiliation. Putting Maila’s IPHONE down, the mercenary began rubbing Maila’s groin. “Not quite yet, you piece of Euro-trash.” Goh was starting to feel sorry for her nemesis… but not sorry enough to spare her. “Can I pee some more in her mouth?” Bri was out of control.

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“No!” This answer was screamed in unison by both the mercenary and the nymphomaniac. “Fine… just asking,” Bri sounded dejected. “Who is that skank?” Maila asked Talon, not really wanting to know the answer. “She’s a Brisbane Belle.” Goh’s response did not remove the look of confusion from Maila’s dripping face.

Chapter 41: Ingrid Attacks The former Swedish beauty avoided Building 9. That’s where it all began for her… actually, her no more. Ingrid had changed and each of her seven new sex organs were protruding a whole 30 centimeters out from her bluish, slimy skin. Ingrid thought this was pretty interesting. As a woman in Sweden, or at 35,000 feet, she often massaged or licked organs just like this… now she had them… and they needed to find a warm place to empty their juices. As twelve tentacles flailed wildly into the air, the former beauty slid over to Building 8. If her memory served her correctly there were 17 staff members left who were females. They would have to do for now. Finding them was easy as the new sex organs fixated on their positions. All of them were quite attractive as the one called KEVIN would not allow homely women on the staff. As the former Ingrid thought about the 17 nubile employees (eight in skin tight bodysuits, and nine in tight leather short skirts) her new organs grew. The former Ingrid busted down the doors that led from the airstrip walkway to Building 8 and charged in. In less than 15 minutes, the Ingrid creature found its 17 females (including two hiding in a stall in the men’s lavatory) and violated them to no end… in every one of their orifices. Her new organs pulsated and shot their juices and were temporarily relieved. Still a novice in the monster community, the former Ingrid didn’t mess with preparing her prey for pregnancies and spawning.

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The 17 beauties of The Facility would slowly die of blood loss and infection. Their next few hours would be unbearable. The men of The Facility had all retreated to a bunker 15 sublevels below the conference room. Ingrid tried to follow as their continued existence was not in her playbook. Entering the bunker would be impossible but the tentacled Ingrid was able to destroy the elevator mechanism and fill the elevator shaft with office furniture, clothes of the 17 violated employees, and eventually, the 17 violated employees. Ingrid’s new sex organs felt so good now that they penetrated some nubile women. With nothing left to do at The Facility, the former Ingrid started plotting her next conquest, the bitch who started her downfall: Viveca!!! Before returning to Stockholm, the former Ingrid sensed four more beauties in Building 9. Thinking of beautiful women caused her new organs to grow in excitement. Okay… first Building 9… then Viveca. The former Ingrid was really starting to enjoy her new role on Planet Earth.

Chapter 42: Maila Violated Talon Goh visited all four corners of the island in Rask’s former laboratory. With each corner, the mercenary adjusted the straps and ties which spread the Finnish lunatic on top of it. Now, Maila’s four limbs were stretched past their limits, just shy of being dislocated from the torso. Maila was now screaming in pain and fear, but none of her tormentors understood Finnish so her cries and insults would never be realized. Maila’s torso was shining as sweat leaked out of every one of her pores. In the past, this vulnerable position was a favorite of Maila as potent men would whip her and then satisfy her to no end. The Asian mercenary nodded to the Asian stewardess. Miss Ha was up. A demented smile came to her lips as she bent over to whisper to her prey.

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With her face now 10 centimeters from Maila’s face, she softly cooed: “We’re going to experiment on your boobs first. I hope you weren’t too attached to them.” Maila’s cries were now hoarse rantings. “Hold still!” Miss Ha knew Maila would not take to this order well. No matter, Talon Goh had done such a great job tightening the straps that Maila’s struggles couldn’t deter the Korean’s efforts. “I forgot which color I was going to use for your boobs. They are such nice boobs that I figure I will use the prettiest syringe.” Miss Ha held up the glowing syringe much to Maila’s horror. “There, this one will do.” With her right-hand Miss Ha cupped Maila’s left breast. Gently, Miss Ha stuck the syringe into it (about an inch below the nipple) and squirted in half the glowing contents. Maila was wailing now. Ha repeated this step with the Fin’s right breast. Miss Ha looked satisfied. “You are a perfect patient, my Finnish friend. I am eager to see what happens.” Talon Goh was up next. The mercenary, still clad in a camouflaged bikini held up some menacing looking surgical tools. “Do you know what these are Dr. Maila Viitala?” The Fin knew. “I haven’t the foggiest,” confessed the Asian vixen. “However, I’m going to use these to extract your uterus.” Maila started praying she would die soon. “Wait!” The Brisbane Belle was capturing all of these festivities on Maila’s IPHONE. “Give me a sec. I need to send these out.” Everyone in Maila’s contact list would get the opportunity to enjoy her tortuous demise. “Okie dokie!” Talon Goh continued, “I’ve never performed surgery before, how hard could it be?” The Asian beauty went to work. “You’re probably hungry,” Talon Goh added. “Look on the bright side, you lunatic!… We left your teeth in so you can chew on this.” With that Talon Goh held up a bloody mound of something. “I don’t know what a uterus looks like, is this it?” Maila couldn’t answer… she was in shock. “Oooh, I think she’s in shock… in that case, let us feed it to her raw instead of sautéing it.” Talon Goh shoved the bloody mass down Maila’s throat.

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The nymphomaniac vomited with such force that her discharge shot in Bri’s face while she was filming. “Gross!!!” Bri was disgusted. “I need a rag and some Purell!” Talon Goh, the Brisbane Belle, and Miss Ha were temporarily shook out of their euphoria. The southern wall of Building 9 caved in and a huge tentacled creature started howling. The three beauties hurried out the existing hole in the other wall and rushed to their Australian military cargo plane. The former waitress from the Frisky Bear entered. At first, it thought about chasing the two Asians and one blonde, but a main course had been prepared for it in the middle of the lab. Maila’s sanity was long gone and when the former Swedish stewardess approached, the nymphomaniac began laughing hysterically. Maila’s death would not be quick. The monster’s sex organs found their ways into all of Maila’s orifices and when all were filled, made new ones. The tentacles also went to work as the slimy monster intended on giving the nymphomaniac the full treatment. The former Ingrid began ingesting the Finnish nymphomaniac. She tasted good… and the nutrients would satisfy the creature for at least a couple of hours. The former Ingrid felt up her prey as she went to work on her. Maila, or what used to be Maila, was a sultry woman except her breasts were now parasitic-worm infested nests. The black slimy worms crawling out of her breasts were actually quite tasty. As Maila and her worm-infested breasts were ingested into the tentacled thing that used to be a waitress at the Frisky Bear, an appendage punctured her torso to keep her breathing and alive. Maila would live another 75 minutes inside the former Ingrid while it digested all of her juices and organs.

Chapter 43: Take-Off The Aussies were ecstatic. Bri in her camouflaged toga was bouncing back onto the cargo plane.

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The Brisbane Belle had become a favorite among the airmen as she was all too eager to hand out gratuitous sexual favors. Also bouncing back on board was the Asian clad in a camouflaged bikini and a sultry Asian stewardess. Both Talon Goh and Bri had commandeered the loyalties of the military personnel during the long flight from Australia. As the three beauties returned to their hijacked cargo plane, the Aussies all wondered the same thing: was the Asian stewardess brought on to fulfill their sexual needs? Miss Ha, serving as the only mystery to the Aussies kept silent as Bri broke the ice, “Hiya guys!!!” Bri was obviously anxious to practice some more heterosexual sex and the Aussies were eager to oblige. Talon Goh didn’t roll her eyes this time. Bri had proven her mettle in assisting in the annihilation of the Finnish podiatrist. Bri looked at Talon and sensed she had won her respect. The Asian mercenary gave Bri a slight smile and softly said to her, “have at it… but go easy on them.” As Bri ripped her toga off and attacked a husky airman, Goh barked out a brief command, “We take-off now, or die a horrible death.” The female pilot was a bit hesitant. The tall thin blonde was not as impressionable as her male comrades. “I give the orders here.” Commander Ellie Douglas was a beauty and sensed her crew was losing their loyalty to her. Until the Asian and the Brisbane Belle had hijacked her plane, the crew spent hours a day fantasizing about passionate sex with her. Now Ellie was being ignored and she didn’t like it. Sensing this, Talon Goh walked over to her and gently put her hands on the pilot’s hips. Ellie was surprised how aroused she was. The Australian pilot had no time to react as the Asian mercenary began licking her lips before inserting her tongue into her mouth. Talon’s French kiss of Ellie lasted a full 60 seconds (60 seconds they did not have Talon thought), all the while caressing her hips and torso. Ellie tried to talk firmly, but in a crackly voice asked, “where to?” Talon smiled and kept peering into Ellie’s eyes with a look of conquering seduction. “Seoul!” barked Miss Ha.

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And with that, Commander Ellie, wet and out of breath, returned to the cockpit and proceeded to pilot her plane southward. The Korean stewardess had some unfinished business in the boardroom of Seoul Airways.

Chapter 44: Viveca Two weeks after the attack on The Facility, Viveca was working on a Stockholm to Munich flight. Her beauty and sex appeal… plus her willingness to perform oral sex on the middleaged woman interviewing her, landed her another stewardess job. Viveca could seduce anyone and anything. When removing her thick glasses the plump human resource assistant for Scandinavian World Airways (SWA) gave Viveca a judgmental look and asked: “Why should we hire you? As far as I can see from your work history and references, you are a mere high-flying hooker! You may be able to get your way with men, but all I see sitting in front of me is a dirty slut.” Viveca expected this and was prepared. Clad in a tight red miniskirt, a shiny royal blue blouse, and some six-inch heels, Viveca gave the prude a seductive smile. The prude sneered at Viveca. Viveca was anxious to become a stewardess again as the deviant sex opportunities were so numerous in that position. “Oh… you’ll hire me.” With that retort, Viveca licked her lips and slowly rose from her seat. The SWA human resources prude wasn’t prepared for what Viveca did next. In an instant the blonde sex-pot was all over the prude. Her hands massaged the prude’s groin and then breasts. The blonde’s tongue then got busy and for the first time in a couple of decades the prude was brought to a healthy and lasting orgasm. Viveca was hired. Now, a First-Class stewardess on SWA’s Stockholm to Munich leg, Viveca had a lot of deviant sex with German and Swedish businessmen and businesswomen. Usually Viveca would find them on her flights and then meet them in airport hotel rooms and spend hours with them.

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These trysts netted the sex-pot anywhere from 200 to 500 Euros each. Occasionally nature wasn’t patient and the sex act would occur in the bathroom at 35,000 feet. Viveca’s standard practice was to key in on a First-Class passenger just prior to take-off. After that, she would lay her seduction routine on the lucky passenger and he or she could not resist. On today’s flight Viveca selected Martin Brunner. Brunner was a hunk and obviously very rich. Viveca took every opportunity to bring him drinks, even if it was just a glass of water. She even handed Brunner a cocktail napkin with her cell phone number on it. Brunner bit. He couldn’t take his eyes off of the Swedish sex-pot. Brunner even handed Viveca a note with his cell phone and the name of the Munich airport hotel he would be staying at. Unlike the prudish human resources puke at SWA she seduced, Viveca actually thirsted for sex with Brunner. As her groin and breasts exploded in ecstasy, Viveca wondered if she could get Brunner in the bathroom right now. Viveca believed she caught a break. Brunner was not in his seat and the First-Class latrine was occupied. Now was her chance. Viveca approached the door to the latrine and saw the red indicator light read “OCCUPIED.” The sex-pot couldn’t wait and knocked lightly on the door. In a seductive whisper, she asked: “Mr. Brunner, are you all right, can I do anything for you?” As Viveca put her ear against the latrine door, she noticed Brunner returned to his seat. The Swedish hunk must have used another latrine… but who was in the First-Class latrine? As Viveca wondered who was on the other side of the door she heard a weird sloshing emanate from the latrine. Viveca would never fully realize what would happen to her in the next few seconds. Still staring at Brunner, Viveca didn’t notice the latrine door open and several tentacles shoot at her. In less than two seconds the tentacles dragged Viveca into the latrine and ripped off her uniform and undergarments.

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A probing and dripping sexual appendage found its way into Viveca’s mouth, thus the sexpot would not be able to scream. In a gurgly voice the former Ingrid uttered one word, “darling!”

Chapter 45: Irina Federov The news from Seoul was sketchy. The barmaid had all the information she needed. It was 11:00 am and usually this meant Irina Federov would be finishing her shower and putting on her get-up for her duties at Norilsk’s Frisky Bear. Barmaids at the Frisky Bear were the hottest women north of the Arctic Circle. Fishnets, push-ups, hooker boots, and a lot of cleavage were their trademarks. Instead of slipping on her fishnets, Irina pulled a black bag out of her closet. The small black bag was decades old and belonged to her father. Ivan Federov was a medical doctor and carried this bag around… not on house calls… but when summoned by the KGB. Dr. Ivan Federov was a master of torture and the KGB utilized him when enemies of the state were sent to the asylum in Norilsk. When the torture doctor died of a sudden heart attack last year, the black bag fell into his beloved daughter’s hands. Irina had never opened the bag… until now. Irina, the most sultry women in Norilsk was a woman on a mission. True… her mission had changed over the past few days. Irina was in love… was! The handsome and true Vyacheslav would be her husband. Then everything changed. Vyacheslav was now in a padded cell in the Norilsk asylum, clad in a straight jacket. The drooling idiot cried and whimpered constantly and frequently yelled “Talon Goh!” Irina visited him once, when he was first brought in, and her former fiancé didn’t recognize her. Irina opened the bag and examined the contents. Four surgical scalpels, three pairs of pliers of various sizes, a hacksaw, a small container of lighter fluid and a book of matches…

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The FRISKY BEAR barmaid added a pair of her tweezers, two syringes, and a sheet of sandpaper. Ready! What ever happened to Vyacheslav was named Talon Goh and Irina readied for a journey in which she would meet this hussy of a woman. The KGB, out of deference to the late Dr. Federov, provided Irina intelligence of what had happened in Seoul. Apparently, the Australians had sent a military aircraft there and the Australian army invaded the Lotte World Tower. The elite unit invaded the 120th floor and massacred the entire executive management of Seoul Airways. 77 perished including secretaries and college interns. The male executives were executed by being shoved out of a shot out window. The female executives were all raped and then also pushed out the 120th floor windows. The 120-floor fall made clean-up and identification very difficult. The Seoul Airways CEO was missing and presumed dead. The invasion wasn’t without its cost for Australia. Commander Ellie Douglas was shot by Seoul Airways security from behind and taken prisoner. The commandos under Douglas’ command all got away. Security and law enforcement forces in Seoul reacted quickly and were able to capture an Asian mercenary clad in a camouflaged bikini… Talon Goh. Ms. Goh wasn’t talking and was being kept in solitary confinement in a jail outside of Seoul. What wasn’t in the media was an offer of assistance from Russia. Russia offered to send someone to work on Talon Goh. Seoul was grateful. No South Korean could participate in torture… that would be illegal and unconstitutional. After all, the accused had rights. In the spirit of international cooperation and with an aim to repair broken diplomatic relations, Seoul accepted Russia’s offer. When Dr. Federov dropped dead, Russian intelligence officials, especially the old ones that used to ply their trade with the KGB, let Irina know that if she ever needed anything… just ask. Irina asked and she was given a ticket to Seoul, South Korea. Irina had no interest in forcing the Asian mercenary to talk.

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Of course, removing the slut’s tongue early in the interrogation would hamper this, and that is what Irina planned to do. With black bag in hand, Irina left her apartment and met her ride downstairs. In less than 24 hours, Irina would be in Seoul and she would meet the woman who ruined the rest of her life… Talon Goh.

Epilog Prime Minister Max Cleland was aghast. South Korean jets had attacked Queensland and Tasmania. With the Australian armed forces in shambles a proper defense could not be waged against the Asian aggressor. Believing he could end the war instantly, Prime Minister Cleland offered South Korea a peace treaty. In this treaty both nations would agree to increase their carbon off-sets to further battle Global Warming or Climate Change. South Korea responded by dropping a nuclear warhead on Perth. Prime Minister Cleland then responded by calling the South Korean leaders “racist.” The Australian attack on Seoul mystified the world. The Lotte World Tower massacre by Aussie troops was labelled a war crime by Australia. Meanwhile in Seoul, the law enforcement and military authorities battled over who would “interrogate” their two prisoners. Commander Ellie Douglas, the sultry blonde pilot of the cargo plane that brought the Aussie military to Seoul, was being nursed back to health after receiving wounds from behind during the massacre. Because of her military status it was decided she would be given to the military. The Asian in a camouflaged bikini presented a mystery. INTERPOL was very interested in the Asian war-criminal and so were the Russians. Talon Goh, mercenary extraordinaire, chained and stripped naked in a small cold cell, began plotting her escape. Tucked inside her matted and messed up hair, the Seoul Airways nametag for Miss Ha waited for the vixen’s command.

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THE VIXEN OF VLADIVOSTOK A Sequel Of THE GHOSTS OF BRISBANE by Christopher Zisi

Chapter 1: Virginia Lake Sultry and glamorous… that characterized Virginia Lake. The tall, blonde woman sat at her boudoir admiring herself in the mirror. The shiny skin danced with the lit-up mirror even before moisturizing. Not quite nude, the sophisticated beauty allowed her thin silk beige robe to hang open. The shiny robe complimented her shiny skin, especially the area between her breasts. Virginia Lake felt a tinge of sadness that no one, but herself, would see that area over the next 24 hours. She still had four hours until her ride would show up to bring her to the airport in Inchon. Then, a long flight would take her to Heathrow in London. The blue eyes of the First-Class stewardess kept peering at the area between her breasts. Her own image and the thought of violent sexual intercourse began arousing her. “Yes,” she whispered, “I have plenty of time.” The increasingly moist stewardess from Commonwealth Airways looked at her perfectly manicured fingers. The shiny red nail polish would highlight her shiny black uniform nicely. Right now, she had another task for those fingers, which were slowly inching their way up her thighs toward her groin. Virginia Lake’s breathing began to get heavier when the doorbell to the penthouse sounded. The aroused Virginia Lake made up her mind even before she rose out of the cushioned chair at her boudoir.

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Whoever was ringing the doorbell would be dragged inside and she would rape the poor schmuck. Though not expecting anyone, couriers and maintenance folks seemed very willing to ring her doorbell. Most of these strangers loved being ravaged by her. Whoever was there now would soon be bruised, spent, and conquered by her. This time out loud, Virginia Lake said with a smile: “Lucky sap.” Without shutting her robe, she made her way out the bedroom and toward the front door. She thought about looking through the peephole before opening the door but the element of danger and the possibility of a violent rapist on the other side of the door excited her. The silk robe now covered only her shoulders. Her naked body seemed to explode out of it. With her husband still missing, vicious and violent sex was just what she needed to take her mind off the events of the last few days. The coconut butter shower gel which she had spread over her entire body during her last shower would surely act as an aphrodisiac to any gruff maintenance or delivery man. Without her make-up applied, this odor of coconut would be all she needed for sense-heightened seduction. Virginia Lake reached the front door of the 16th Floor penthouse which overlooked the Han River. She inspected herself once more. Alluring pedicure and manicure, shiny legs, nice breasts… still a couple of primping moves were called for. The beauty licked her lips and closed her silk robe ever so slightly. The robe now concealed her perky breasts, however her area between the breasts was still exposed. She would want the rapist on the other side of the door to have to do some work. “Here goes! Ravage me!” With that charge Virginia Lake flung open her door. To her great surprise the being on the other side wasn’t a rapist, wasn’t a delivery man, nor a maintenance man. All she could say, feeling very awkward, was “Ummmm….” “Hello Mrs. Lee!” the stranger had a soft and kind voice. “Oh! I see!” Virginia Lake quickly put two and two together and now wore an embarrassed smile. “I kept my maiden name, please call me Virginia.”

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Virginia Lake’s husband, Lee Joong-ki is, or was, the President and CEO of Seoul Airways. Standing in her doorway was the most beautiful Seoul Airways stewardess she had ever seen. It wasn’t rare for Lee Joong-ki to summon the best-looking stewardesses to the penthouse for threesomes. “I’m sorry love, but I believe you may have the wrong day, see… my husband isn’t here.” The fact of the matter is that Lee Joong-ki had been missing since the raid on Seoul Airways headquarters a few days previous. The stewardess in the doorway was saddened by Virginia Lake’s revelation, “I am so sorry Mrs. Lee… I mean Virginia, I was just wondering if there was any news… your husband was a most remarkable man.” The mysterious beauty didn’t mention that Lee Joong-ki had brutally raped her and sold her into bondage, figuring this bit of information would have made the Commonwealth Airways stewardess, and wife of the creep, uncomfortable. Virginia Lake was surprised that she wasn’t attempting to shoo this beauty away. Something about this particular Korean vixen intrigued her. Virginia Lake and Lee Joong-ki were a perfect match. Lee had a fetish for deviant sex with stewardesses and Virginia Lake was a stewardess with a fetish for torturing other stewardesses who her husband was attracted to. This led to a most kinky and deviant slate of threesomes in their Seoul penthouse. The routines didn’t vary much. Every four or five days (when she was in Seoul) a different Seoul Airways stewardess would be summoned to the penthouse. Virginia Lake would deck herself out in her alluring black Commonwealth Airways uniform as Lee sat in an easy chair clad only in a bathrobe. Virginia Lake would answer the door, lead the Asian stewardess in, and bring her over to Lee. The Asian stewardess would look at Lee and wait for his command. Lee would size her up and then he would signal his wife. As soon as Virginia Lake received a nod from her husband, she would blindside the Seoul Airways beauty. The Asian would quickly fall to the ground and Virginia Lake would pounce on her punching and slapping. The British beauty wanted the Asian beauty to know that no one was more desirable to her husband than her.

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At this point, the Asian usually had a bloody nose and two swollen eyes. Virginia Lake would sit up the pathetic Asian. The unfortunate stewardess would be forced to watch Lake seduce her husband by stripping out of her uniform and lace undies. The Asian babe would have no choice but to watch the English stewardess perform oral, and then frontal sex on Lee. Lake would often glance at the defeated Asian with a look that said, "You can't compete with me, slut! After satisfying Lee, Virginia Lake would then wander over to the half-conscious Asian, spit in her face and violently rip off the beaten woman’s skirt, panties, and stockings. Lake would produce an electric, vibrator, shove it up the Asian’s vagina and, to conclude, she would rape her. The Seoul Airways stewardesses always were sent on their way swollen and humiliated. This was an expensive hobby as the poor Asian’s next paycheck would always be tripled… had to keep them quiet, after all. Virginia Lake always emerged from these encounters feeling supreme and dominant and without rivals for her husband’s affections. Virginia Lake assumed this beauty in the doorway had been scheduled for today. Still feeling like raping someone, the British beauty reached out her hand in a welcoming gesture: “Won’t you come in?” The vixen in the doorway licked her lips with more than a touch of sensuality and smiled. Virginia Lake was being turned on; she was going to rape this beauty, heaven help her! The Asian knelt ever so slightly; with her left hand, she picked up an oversized duffel bag (about the same size as a rugby player’s equipment bag). As Virginia gave the bag a curious look, the Asian stepped inside: “I have some promotional videos and pamphlets from Sweden, Mr. Lee sent me there to help promote Seoul Airways.” “Oh my God! You’re Miss Ha!” Virginia was stunned. Lee had always promised her that he would summon Miss Ha to their penthouse someday soon for rape and torture. The famous Miss Ha… poor bitch, she thought.

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This pure and wholesome girl had probably never had sex before. Virginia was almost sorry that she was about to pummel and rape this Asian stewardess. “Please, please… come in! Join me for some tea.” Virginia led the Asian over to a table next to a wall-sized window overlooking the river. “Now, my love… oops, where are my manors, can I take that heavy bag.” Miss Ha smiled at the kindness Virginia Lake displayed. She almost felt bad at what she was about to do to this British beauty: “Yes, thank you.” Virginia took the bag but had no idea what to do with it as she did not have a clue if Lee would ever come home again. The British vixen deposited the bag beside the bedroom door, planning to move it to Lee’s bedroom closet after she raped Miss Ha. Miss Ha saw this and thought, “Perfect.” The silk robe was gripping both of Virginia Lake’s breasts. Her nipples were protruding through the thin smooth silk nicely. Miss Ha knew this show was for her; she stared appropriately and again licked her lips. Now, both beauties were seated at the little table. “So, did you enjoy Sweden? Hey, didn’t you go with two others?” Miss Ha was now smiling profusely: “Oh it was so beautiful, the people there were so nice.” Miss Ha figured that telling Virginia Lake that she was repeatedly raped and tortured by the people up there, would kill the jovial nature of this present conversation. “And yes, my two friends Miss Kim and Miss Song accompanied me… I love those two.” Again, in the interest of polite conversation, Miss Ha neglected to reveal to the British beauty that she had sliced open Miss Kim’s throat, then ripped out Miss Song’s eyeballs and crushed her skull: “Are you a stewardess?” Virginia was happy to reveal a little of herself to her new friend/victim: “Yes, Commonwealth Airways. I spend half my time in London and half in Seoul. Two weeks on and two weeks off. I almost exclusively work the Heathrow to Inchon flight.”

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Virginia was licking her lips and getting very wet: “In fact, I have to put on my face, I’m due in Inchon in a few hours.” Miss Ha appeared impressed: “You have a beautiful face without make-up. I’ll do your face, no one does faces better than Miss Ha… that’s what every Seoul Airways stewardess says.” Virginia stared at Miss Ha’s face; she was right. The makeup was applied with perfection. Knowing she had a lot of time, she would allow Miss Ha to apply the make-up, then, torture and humiliate the Asian. “Okay! Sure…why not?” Now Virginia was giggling. Miss Ha stood up, came around the table and grabbed Virginia Lake’s left hand: “Come, bring me to your boudoir!” Miss Ha’s voice was sweet, and Virginia didn’t take notice that the Asian was beginning to seduce her. She got up and, as she did, Miss Ha pressed her right side tenderly against her left side. Almost in euphoria, the Brit led the Asian into the bedroom and over to the elongated boudoir. “Now, sit and relax,” with the faintest hint of force Miss Ha pushed the Brit beauty into the cushioned seat. The chair could swivel; Miss Ha turned the seat. Virginia Lake was facing her. Virginia admired the very smart, slightly tight Seoul Airways uniform. The shiny royal blue satin blouse was so inviting. The British beauty could barely restrain herself from grabbing both Miss Ha’s breasts. Miss Ha examined the contents of the boudoir: “You are very beautiful; we won’t have to do much to your face.” Miss Ha moved her face to within two inches of Virginia Lake’s face and made sure the Brit felt her breath. Virginia Lake was ready to explode. “Your lips are so beautiful, maybe we can kiss?” Virginia wanted to scream: “Yes! Yes!”… All that came out of her was a weak whimper.

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Virginia, the Brit, looked into Miss Ha’s eyes and realized this Asian was a hardcore seductress. “Well, first thing is first, my sweet,” Miss ha cooed. With that, she swiveled the chair around. Now, the Brit was facing the mirror. The Asian positioned herself directly behind the sitting Brit and made sure her breasts were touching the back of Virginia Lake’s head. Both Miss Ha’s hands positioned themselves on the inside flaps of the silk robe. Virginia assumed this Asian seductress was going to open the robe some more to reveal her breasts. Miss Ha had other plans. The Asian’s fingertips slowly slid down Virginia Lake’s sternum, down her belly and past her bellybutton. The Brit was moaning profusely. Miss Ha’s fingers detected the moisture in Virginia’s groin, and this embarrassed the Brit. Sensing this, Miss Ha’s sweet voice whispered in the Brit’s left ear: “It’s okay, love, mine is just as wet.” Miss Ha’s fingertips slowly travelled upward and rested again in Virginia Lake’s sternum. “I have an idea… before we kiss, let me give you a cleavage buff.” Virginia wanted to kiss now: “Let’s kiss now, no one will see my cleavage today… the Commonwealth Airways uniforms are a bit conservative when it comes to cleavage.” Miss Ha’s soft voice was ready: “But my sweet, I’ll know it’s there… and so will you. When you are at 35,000 feet you will still feel me in your boobs even though I will be thousands of miles away.” Virginia couldn’t argue with this sensual logic: “Do it!” Miss Ha stood up behind Virginia Lake and with a very seductive flair, slowly slid off her uniform’s scarf: “Now, my love, you will experience the most sensual cleavage buff ever. I am going to blindfold you. I want you to concentrate on what you want to do to me. While you’re doing that, I will go to work on your sternum and boobs, and maybe… if you begin to sweat… I’ll do some work on your nipples.”

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Virginia Lake was wet clay in the hands of this Asian vixen. Miss Ha tied the scarf so it acted as a blindfold: “Virginia my dear, would you mind if I slipped out of this uniform, it can be so confining in these luxury boudoirs?” “Do it! Take it off!” Subtlety was gone as far as Virginia was concerned… her groin needed action and fast. Now blindfolded, Virginia heard Miss Ha stripping. “Sparkles, do you have glitter or sparkles?” Miss Ha surveyed the extensive amenities in the boudoir. She found some, “Ooh you naughty minx… I found them.” Miss Ha picked up a rag, moistened it with her own saliva and wiped Virginia Lake’s sternum area. Virginia had never been seduced like this, but still intended to torture and humiliate the Asian. “A brush… ah, here’s one… no, this one is too thick… wait, I have a perfect one in my purse! it’s in the duffel bag. Wait just a moment!” Miss Ha remembered the duffel bag was just outside the bedroom door. She wasn’t gone more than 20 seconds. Virginia’s anticipation was intense. She started to sweat: “I’m sweating! My nipples, don’t forget about my nipples.” Miss Ha had returned: “Oh, I won’t.” Blindfolded, Virginia Lake could not see that Miss Ha was holding a large axe with a wooden handle. The man at the hardware store tried to sell the Asian beauty an axe with a graphite composite handle… lighter and stronger and only slightly more expensive. Miss Ha opted for the more traditional wooden handle as she could picture her grandfather using a similar one. “My nipples! Do them!” Virginia was impatient. Sadly, these were the last words she would ever speak. With both hands in a death grip on the wooden handle, Miss Ha mightily swung her new axe at the British beauty’s neck. What happened next was such a beautiful thing! Virginia Lake’s head flew up in the air and spun around three times before a heavy spurt of blood from her jugular knocked it out of its trajectory.

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The blood continued to spew. In a few seconds Miss Ha’s naked torso was also covered in the blood of the Brit. Miss Ha didn’t have to travel far to find Virginia Lake’s head. It had rolled and rested under the chair now holding Lake’s corpse. Gently, the naked Asian knelt and with her tender fingertips, undid the blindfold. A true miracle had occurred… the scarf/blindfold was unstained… none of the Brit’s blood ended up on it. Now dripping in British blood, Miss Ha made her way out of the bedroom and found the kitchen. She boiled some water for tea and mumbled: “There must be some scones here somewhere… British dogs love scones.”

Chapter 2: Irina Federov “Who the fuck are you?” the psycho bitch wasn’t thrilled to meet Irina Federov. Irina lay flat on the cell floor, bleeding profusely through both nostrils. She was barely conscious… The psycho bitch shrieked the question again: “Who the fuck are you?!” The psycho bitch wasn’t really looking for an answer; she kept pummeling the Siberian beauty. The vixen from Norilsk hadn’t planned on this. Clad in a thigh high, black leather cocktail dress, shiny black stilettos, and an attitude for vengeance, Irina was on a mission, a mission that failed before it started… The psycho bitch had to die; Irina wasn’t going to budge on that point. Holding on to an image of removing the cunt’s eyeballs and tongue kept Irina aware. The psycho bitch was straddling Irina, examining her, even sniffing her. The anger in Talon Goh’s face was gone as she abruptly stopped pummeling the Siberian… The prisoner of the South Korean police carefully assessed this situation, a predicament that might as well have been sent from Heaven… The Asian beauty moved her face to within an inch of Irina’s face. TG Double Edition

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The jailed mercenary sniffed hard several times: “Passion fruit shower gel! You smell so nice!” Talon Goh now appeared aroused. Irina, a self-proclaimed virgin, prayed that the psycho bitch would not rape her. Talon Goh, on the other hand, was considering raping the Siberian… violently. The Siberian had arrived at the semi-secret police complex with her doctor’s bag filled with torture equipment. The South Korean constitution forbade torture. The clever South Korean’s were bent on dissecting this psycho bitch, anyway… hence, they flew in a Russian to “interrogate” the monster. Now, the monster on top of her was stripping out of her orange jumpsuit. “Don’t rape me, I’m a virgin,” begged Irina. “Bullshit!” Talon Goh knew a slut when she saw a slut. The leather clad torture vixen, laying beneath her was no virgin. The prisoner’s mind was racing, ideas were flooding into her cranium. First and foremost, the Asian vixen was a master at accessorizing, and she wanted that leather cocktail dress of this unfortunate nemesis of hers. Sadly, Irina, with the exception of some gaudy chandelier earrings, was under-accessorized. Talon Goh peered at the area above Irina’s left breast and wondered if Miss Ha’s nametag would look good there. Talon had used the nametag to pick the locks of her handcuffs and ankle manacles. Thus, when Irina entered the cell, expecting to encounter a chained and bound prisoner… well… the flavor of the afternoon suddenly changed. Talon Goh got off Irina and, with both hands, rolled the Russian over, thus exposing the long zipper at the back of the dress. “I’m a virgin!” Irina moaned again. Irina was too weak and beaten to offer any real resistance. Kneeling beside the Russian torturer, or would-be-torturer, Talon gently unzipped the zipper on the rear of the dress, all the way from the neck to the top of the buttocks…

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She undressed Irina, then, allowed her fingers to caress the Russian’s back as the zipper slowly came undone. Irina again moaned: “I’m a virgin!” Then, she added: “So was Vyachaslav, you, whore!” Talon Goh had no idea who Vyachaslav was. She had raped so many men, it wasn’t worth trying to remember. While the Russian beauty lay limp, now sobbing, Talon removed the Siberian’s stilettos and black shiny stockings… then panties. “I’m a virgin!” Irina kept protesting. “Fuck that!” Talon Goh was sick of this virgin talk, sick of the Russian talking about anything. Both women knew the guards outside the cell door were not going to enter to rescue Irina. The Asian figured the guards would have entered by now if they had intended to rescue the self-proclaimed virgin. Irina remembered she told the two burly Koreans: “No matter what you hear, whatever you do, DO NOT enter the cell.” Irina regretted giving that order. As Talon Goh gently removed Irina’s black silk panties, while also caressing her inner thighs, the Russian continued moaning. Once again, this time weakly, the Siberian vixen cooed: “I am a virgin!” Goh had removed the provocative panties from the Siberian and had just about enough of this virgin talk: “Okay skank! Let’s see!” Irina was moaning: “Nooooo!” Hardly obedient, Talon Goh shoved her right hand between Irina’s thigh and upwards into her groin. Irina began crying. Talon Goh was determined to end this virgin talk. Either, Irina wasn’t a virgin, which the Asian believed was the best bet, or Talon’s hand would devirginize the annoying would-be-torturer.

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Talon’s four probing fingers reached Irina’s vagina. They continued upward and in… and in even further. Irina was trying to scream, but all that came out was a wild moan. Talon explored for almost 30 seconds. Toward the end of the exploration period Irina was screaming: “Right there! Right there! Don’t stop!” Talon Goh stopped and withdrew. She examined her very wet fingers and submitted her diagnosis. Rolling Irina over one more time, she brought her face to within two inches of her Russian would-be-torturer and sneered: “You’re not a virgin… you’re a slut!” Irina began to cry and again hung onto her deviant delusion: “I was a virgin!” Talon Goh was through with her getting-to-know-you portion of her escape. She slid off the cocktail dress and undid Irina’s black lacy bra. The self-proclaimed virgin was laying on her back, completely naked and nude. Goh worked fast. She removed the ugly orange jumpsuit the Koreans had forced upon her. Orange wasn’t her color and the cloth was itchy against her skin. The Asian quickly put the ghastly garment on Irina and zippered it up. Now for the fun part, Talon Goh propped the Russian non-virgin against the wall so she was sitting up. She, then, gave the Russian an erotic show: she slid the Russian’s black silk panties slowly up her legs, strapped on the Russian’s black lacy bra, stockings, stilettos and, then, slid on Irina’s black leather cocktail dress. Irina had to admire the Asian, she looked so appetizing in her clothes. The two beauties had now switched wardrobes: Talon Goh was ready to get out of jail. The Russian beauty was still bleeding from her nostrils and ashamed that instead of wanting to kill her Asian nemesis, she wanted Talon’s hand to re-enter her vagina. The Russian spread her legs, looked Talon in the eyes and weakly begged: “More! Find it again! More!” “Shut the fuck up, you, commie nympho-slut!” Talon was growing tired of this Russian, but she still needed her. Before hoisting Irina up on her left shoulder, she looked through Irina’s black bag.

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“Perfect! These will do.” The Asian grabbed two surgical scalpels and placed them between her hose and her thighs. Irina wasn’t worried as the guards would never let Talon Goh leave. Talon hoisted the nympho-Russian onto her shoulder like a sack of potatoes and expertly balanced her. In stiletto heels, this could have been a difficult task, but for the Asian mercenary… it was routine. She walked over to the door, pounded twice on the top of the door, then, twice on the bottom of the door. Talon had seen her jailers leave her cell after doing the same routine and assumed it was the signal for ‘all’s well, let me out.’ The door wasn’t even open five centimeters when Talon Goh kicked it wide open. Within two seconds both burly Korean guards had surgical scalpels in their jugular veins. With the jump-suited clad Irina on her shoulder, the mercenary in a leather cocktail dress and stilettos walked out of the jail area and through the police complex, and out the front door. Most of the Korean cops assumed that Irina was taking her prisoner to another venue for enhanced interrogation. Talon Goh and her nympho-Russian prisoner arrived at the main street outside the headquarters building. The Asian beauty stuck out her thumb. Within 30 seconds, a big black hearse stopped and picked Talon and her Prisoner. A burly undertaker dressed in a black suit came out of the funeral mobile and opened the back hatch. He helped Talon Goh put the protesting Irina in a coffin and allowed the Asian to sit up front with him. The hearse drove away from the government building. “I’m Gong Yoo, It’s about time!” said the undertaker to Goh. “I’ve been waiting for you for the last four hours.” Talon Goh wasn’t really into Koreans… that wasn’t true, she was into anything with a penis: “Do we have time to fuck before we get there?” “Your wish is my command,” Gong Yoo was now wearing a wide smile. He was ordered to give Talon Goh anything she asked for by the face of Seoul Airways. As they drove off, muffled Russian obscenities emanated from the coffin in back.

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Chapter 3: Ellie Douglas Joon Ji-Won was beautiful. Most regarded her as a divine angel. Saving lives and providing comfort to the sick were her God-given talents. Her parents tried to steer her into a pageant and modelling career. Joon had other plans. There was so much suffering in the world, and even in Seoul. She made up her mind to dedicate her life to healing and following God’s guidance. A registered nurse, the Korean beauty was also adept at boosting the morale of those suffering with pain and illness. A loving kiss on a patient’s forehead often provided the morale boost needed to cure the hurting. Infuriated, Joon grabbed a handful of blonde hair and slammed the slut’s head five times on the hard floor: “You will die, cunt!” The aforementioned cunt’s blood had splattered on Joon’s pristine white uniform. This made the angel angrier. The so-called cunt was losing consciousness. Joon found a metal bedpan and slammed the blonde’s head with it three times. The cunt was no match for Joon. The angel in white held blackbelts in three different forms of martial arts. Barely breaking a sweat, Joon caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror which hung on the door of Room E210. Her slightly tight uniform had a few blood spots on the front, but her perfect figure was still highlighted nicely. At her feet was the blonde cunt, barely moving, also wearing a slightly tight white nurse’s uniform. Though the cunt had taken Joon by surprise, the Korean still dominated this catfight. Whoever this skank was, she would have to die. If Joon had called for help, security would have showed up and arrested the cunt. With no one else in the hospital room except a halfconscious patient, Joon decided to murder her. Initially, Joon had entered the room in order to give her patient a sedative. The patient showed no signs of waking after surgery, but Joon knew she was playing opossum. The patient wasn’t fooling the beautiful nurse. Joon figured the patient was plotting escape.

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Now, Joon’s plans had changed. Instead of injecting the hypodermic needle into her patient’s IV bag, she would use it to penetrate the cunt’s eyeball. Joon intended to have the hypodermic penetrate the eyeball and reach the brain of the skank in white. After immobilizing the blonde intruder, Joon would break her neck. Joon finished looking at her beautiful shape in the mirror. The beautiful nurse reached for the hyperdermic. In Korean, Joon yelled: “Shit!” From below, the half-conscious cunt in white answered her scream: “Die, you, motherfucking Gook!” In the struggle, or slaughter, Joon’s hypodermic had fallen to the floor. The cunt in white grabbed the needle. While she yelled her insult at the Korean angel, the cunt in white stuck the needle through the shiny white stocking of Joon’s right leg and emptied the sedative into the beauty’s bloodstream. The sedative took hold fast. Joon’s legs gave out. The Korean was now laying on the floor next to the cunt. Joon’s vitality ebbed and she raced toward unconsciousness. The cunt in white regained her strength: “You might have won the first nine rounds Gook, but I’m going knock you out in the tenth.” The intruding beauty was standing. She dragged the still conscious Joon over to the wall next to the hospital bed. Joon was completely paralyzed but still aware. “Say goodnight, motherfucker!” The blonde beauty had grabbed the metal bedpan. She grasped it in both hands and in quick fashion, smashed it into the Korean’s head a dozen times. The Korean beauty’s face was no longer beautiful. The alluring white nurse’s uniform of the angel was now stained blood red. As bubbles penetrated the flow of blood coming out of the Korean’s nostrils, the blonde beauty sneered: “Still breathing, gook motherfucker?” With that final question, the blonde intruder bashed the Korean’s head in 30 more times. The beautiful brain of the Korean nurse was leaking out of her ears.

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Joon’s demise was bloody and sad… but as long as the South Korean’s held Talon Goh and her merry band of nymphomaniac psychotics captive, no one was innocent… at least this is what the last surviving Brisbane Belle told herself while spitting on Joon’s bloody corpse. “Bri!” Ellie Douglas* was thrilled to see her new friend. She had always thought Bri*, the only surviving Brisbane Belle, was a skank, but still liked her. No longer playing opossum, Ellie gingerly slid out of her hospital bed. She approached the bleeding and swollen Bri: “Oh my love… why the tears?” Bri was sobbing harder; snot was mixing with blood as both nostrils were still bleeding: “She called me a cunt!” “Oh no… don’t worry, she didn’t mean that, don’t take it personally.” Ellie Douglas moved closer and embraced the crying Brisbane Belle. “She was actually a pretty good nurse.” Ellie looked over at the formerly beautiful, and formerly intact Joon. “Pity, Talon and Miss Ha would’ve liked her.” Ellie’s stitches were pulling on her skin and this caused her to wince. “Oh!” Ellie wanted to cheer up Bri; she tried to change the subject. “You should see my doctor… he’s a hunk!” Bri bit: “Oh! Dr. Park?” Ellie didn’t want to know how Bri knew this. She didn’t ask; that didn’t matter. Bri was smiling. She was happy to fill in the missing details: “We gave each other oral sex and he was marvelous! I sliced his throat just before I came into your room. If you were attached to him, don’t look to your left as we leave this room.” “How many did you kill to get in here?” Ellie knew she shouldn’t have asked this question. “15 nurses, three doctors, five armed guards… and that blob sitting against the wall over there… but she called me a cunt!” With that last statement, Bri, who’s feelings were still hurt, began to sob again: “I’m not a cunt! I’m a Brisbane Belle!” *Bri, The Brisbane Belle and Ellie Douglas appear in The Ghosts Of Brisbane TG Double Edition

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Chapter 4: Vlad the Impaler The luster had worn off… Vladimir Larianov now sought direction. At the age of 28, the handsome Russian was fast becoming the richest man in eastern Russia. Money had brought him so much. Up until now all he wanted was to lay the most beautiful women in the world. The money helped, as did his exaggerated man-organ. The babes in eastern Russia, China, North Korea, Taiwan, Mongolia, and South Korea knew him as “Vlad the Impaler.” His man-organ travelled so far into their bodies. Some said ten inches… others said twelve… Vladimir was blessed. Loose women now bored him. The stud had even cancelled a trip to Las Vegas where he intended to lay several showgirls. There was a duo at CAESAR’S PALACE that promised him an elongated threesome. Of course, one needn’t give up his old life completely. His trip to Seoul was going to be his last hurrah before converting to a more serious and productive lifestyle… maybe even settle down with one woman. After rendezvousing with a couple of sultry Korean actresses and the reigning Miss South Korea, Vlad the Impaler intended to return to his mansion on the outskirts of Vladivostok, find a Eurasian babe and start a family. Tonight, Vlad would be entertaining the sultriest woman in Korea… The reigning Miss South Korea had arrived at his luxury suite, overlooking the Han River, with handcuffs, whips, and a stun-gun. The Asian beauty wanted to be tortured, but not before servicing Vlad’s man-organ, orally, and then with both hands. Vlad was brought to ecstasy several times by the vixen. He made sure to have plenty of aspirin handy. He tied the score later in the evening when he bound her limbs to four bedposts. Then, he whipped and stunned the pageant winner. She screamed but loved the pain. Miss South Korea kept yelling something in Korean. Vlad interpreted it as “Harder!” He complied and travelled deep within her groin.

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Miss South Korea was convinced the man-organ was tickling the bottom of her left lung and then her left shoulder blade. After Vlad’s organ had been inside Miss South Korea for seven and a half minutes, she passed out from total and extreme exhaustion. Vlad was tired, too. The Russian untied the vixen and fell asleep next to her. Naked and sweaty, the pair slept through the constant ringtones of their cell phones. Vlad would have slept past noon, but the Korean beauty woke first and began massaging Vlad’s groin. She got the thing erect. The pageant winner climbed her Russian conquest and slid herself onto him. Only when she began bouncing up and down did Vlad awake. Vlad thought about throwing the vixen off him, but he was indeed a man. Instead, he began thrusting his pelvis upward. Once again, the Korean beauty screamed uncontrollably. She was also thrusting her pelvis. After much sweat and aerobic exercise, Vlad the Impaler added another pageant winner to his resume. Miss South Korea would sleep until sunset. Vlad had that effect on women. He slipped out of bed and pulled the bedclothes off the beauty. Becoming a mature family man would have to wait a little longer. The spent and unconscious Korean laying in front of him was indeed a knock-out. Exploiting his current predicament, Vlad the Impaler began his usual post-sex ritual. He rolled the current conquest on her back and spread her legs and arms. Miss South Korea remained out of it. With his Samsung phone, Vlad took several pictures. He even mounted her again, stuck out his left arm and took selfies of the Asian babe. After snapping three dozen photos, Vlad the Impaler moved on. He thought: “Now, I start… no more one-night stands. Time to grow up… meet a nice gal… raise a family.”

After a long hot shower, and dressing back into his expensive BROOKS BROTHERS suit, Vlad left his suite. He hoped by the time he returned the reigning beauty queen would be gone. With the wild night he had just spent, Vlad would give up cigarettes, booze, porn, and onenight stands. Time to go to the Russian Embassy.

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The Russian government, concerned about the Korean-Aussie war, wanted all their citizens to check in. Following direction and set procedure was part of the new “Vlad, the Impaler”. Vlad also knew that he would have to get rid of the “Impaler” moniker. He had already decided to change his identity to “Vlad, the Friend of Mankind”. The billionaire would respect women and their virtue. Vlad just knew he would find a special woman to have children with if he did so. Vlad, the Friend of Mankind was feeling giddy. He could feel the atmosphere change instantly and knew that great things were in store for him. Mankind’s new buddy pushed the down button at the elevator bank. Instantly he heard the ding signaling the lift’s arrival. The doors slid open. Vlad strutted in, paying no attention to who was also inside. He sensed someone was standing near the buttons and politely said: “Lobby please!” Vlad began whistling On Top of the World, a single put out by his favorite band, Shonen Knife. He had yet to travel to Tokyo to have sex with this girl band, but since they were a very clean-cut band (well, sort of clean-cut), he would still allow himself to have a foursome with this trio. Always the friendly sort, Vlad decided to look up at his elevator companion. He sensed she was a looker as her perfume was very seductive. What he saw would shock mankind’s new friend. A sultry Korean stewardess with a bloody axe took a step toward him. In full reflex mode, the Russian yelled: “Nyet!” The sultry stewardess didn’t speak Russian (actually she did, but she assumed “nyet” meant “da”). Afterall, every time a Russian pawed her on one of her flights, she would always say “nyet,” but the Russian would always intensify his molestation. The homicidal stewardess babe was quite comfortable with the axe. Vlad saw her powerful swing in slow motion. As the axe came down on Vlad the Friend of Mankind, he prayed for the first time in his life.

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Chapter 5: Rabbi Kuupkik Samuel Schwartz was an unlikely Inuit Shaman. Samuel preferred the term Eskimo, and for that matter, preferred to be called Kuupkik. Kuupkik was certifiably insane. Everyone he met saw this quickly. The 82-year-old Kuupkik had stopped reviewing his past diagnoses. Four months ago, he ceased taking his 16 psyche medications. Dual Identity Disorder… Paranoid Schizophrenia… Bi-Polar… delusional… God-complex… the Eskimo Shaman had heard it all. The highly qualified mental health professionals just didn’t understand him, or the impending fate of mankind. Born in the Bronx borough of New York City, Samuel was raised as an Orthodox Jew. At the age of 16, the brilliant boy (his IQ was measured at 220) was accepted into Yeshiva University. Unfortunately, this didn’t last long. Soon after his freshman classes began, Samuel started having visions from God. God told Samuel the locations of the 12 lost tribes of Israel. This revelation alarmed Samuel’s professors and deans at the Hebrew university. Jewish scholars had issue with Samuel’s alleged visions from God. The genius teenager was insistent, and this was interpreted as a lack of respect for his elders. As far as the revelation spoke to him, the lost tribes of Israel included The Scientologists, an Elks club in Winter Haven Florida, and Eskimos. Samuel was expelled. The revelations continued over the next 25 years. God was telling Samuel to attach himself to one of these lost tribes and get ready for war against Satan’s minions. His first stop was Winter Haven, Florida. This didn’t go well as a number of burly Polk County (Florida) deputies advised the prophet that he was not welcome in their county. Samuel drove his yellow 1972 VW bug the entire route of Interstate 10 and arrived in Los Angeles. This didn’t go well either. At the purple building of The Scientology compound, the cult members called him an “insane prick.” Samuel was devastated. He explained to them that God’s wrath would rain down on them soon.

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Samuel and his VW bug travelled north on Interstate 5 toward Canada. The delusional genius was convinced the humiliation in Florida and Los Angeles was God’s way of telling him that he needed to embed himself with Eskimos in Alaska. Samuel had driven across the border into Oregon, when he had another revelation: this time, Amarak, an Eskimo deity tasked with taking those who foolishly hunted alone at night into eternity, spoke to him. Also appearing was Anguta. The deity who took the recently deceased into the underworld joined in. The two Eskimo deities told Samuel to get to Alaska and prepare for an oncoming invasion from evil forces. Amarak also revealed the name of the evil invader and implored never to speak the name out loud. Apparently, the mere mention of the name would bring instant war in which millions would be annihilated in a fiery conflagration. With Amarak and Anguta on his side, Samuel continued northward… past Washington, into British Columbia, and eventually into Alaska. Samuel arrived in Anchorage. Before being escorted out of Anchorage by the Anchorage Police Department, he had another revelation. Samuel would no longer be known as “Samuel.” Amarak bestowed a more proper name for the Jew from the Bronx… “Kuupkik.” Amarak told the former Samuel that this new name meant “Wolf Who Eats Evil.” The wolf drove northward from Anchorage and a few miles shy of Fairbanks found an Eskimo settlement. The people there pitied the wandering Jew. They believed that mercy would need to rule the day. The wolf, now called Kuupkik, eventually was bestowed the title of Shaman and began his tenure as head Shaman for this semi-remote tribe. Anguta and Amarak kept speaking to Kuupkik. They were generous deities. Amarak proclaimed to the Shaman that it was his duty to impregnate every female in the tribe between 12 and 25 years old. Kuupkik was hesitant to follow through on this, but deities were deities and he was obliged to obey.

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After having sexual intercourse willingly with 31 Eskimo babes, and unwillingly with 44 babes, the town elders kicked the shit out of The Wolf Who Eats Evil and dumped his limp body in a ditch beside a Fairbanks industrial park. The next two decades saw Kuupkik tested by his god buddies, Amarak and Anguta. Knowing he was being tested and toughened up made the humiliation of those twenty years easier to take. Anguta kept telling Kuupkik that he needed to continue spreading his seed. Again, the Jewish-Eskimo Shaman was hesitant, but just like the Old Testament prophets, he endured. Taking odd jobs, never for more than six months at a time, the Wolf Who Eats Evil spent time in Mesa, Arizona, El Paso, Texas, Brownsville, Texas, and Corpus Christi, Texas. He pumped gas, cooked in roadside diners, and hustled. While not earning a buck, he stalked women in order to impregnate them. Women were horrified by Kuupkik. When he explained that the gods Anguta and Amarak had mandated that he impregnate them, endangered babes would scream louder. He hated to hear them scream as this was disrespecting the gods. The only way he could get these young women to stop screaming was to either pummel them until they were unconscious or strangle them. Of the hundreds of women he tried to impregnate, only 29 of them died because of this strangulation. Kuupkik felt bad when the women would die but was sure that Amarak and Anguta would understand why they were afraid and have mercy on their post-life spirits. As the FBI, Texas Rangers, and the Texas Highway Patrol charged into Kuupkik’s run down flat in Corpus Christi, the Shaman was again driving west on Interstate 10. After years of wandering through the American southwest, in search of purpose and divine instruction, Kuupkik found it. In his dream (vision, actually), Amarak showed him the evil invader. Kuupkik never stopped thinking about the evil invader and was careful never to say its name. Now, Kuupkik was tasked by the deities to return to Alaska, prepare himself ceremonially, and face the demon one on one.

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Chapter 6: Love at First Sight Miss Ha, for the second time today, swung her mighty wooden handled axe. After decapitating the Commonwealth Airways stewardess earlier in the day, the Korean beauty was confident in her abilities to kill again. Smartly dressed in her Seoul Airways uniform Miss Ha had indeed “got her groove back.” With some shiny black three-inch heels, nude pantyhose, a slightly tight (well, maybe not so slightly) ecru above the knee skirt, a royal blue satin blouse, and an ornate scarf… well, the Korean stewardess was indeed back. Though no one would see her undergarments, or so she thought, Miss Ha was also wearing some naughty black panties and bra. Her murder of Virginia Lake had gone perfectly. Now, she was ready to leave the building with the recently detached head of the beautiful Brit. The blonde head in her duffel bag, Miss Ha left the penthouse and caught an elevator to the lobby. The elevator would not make it to the lobby, at least not just yet. Witnesses were never a good thing, especially when a gal had just decapitated another gal. The elevator began its downward journey to the lobby, but a ding signaled it would stop on the 14th floor. This wasn’t good. The elevator came to rest on the 14th level. Miss Ha reached into her duffel bag which contained the head of Virginia Lake and a blood-stained axe. She pulled the axe and gripped it with both hands. Whoever was getting on the elevator would need to die. Any witness was so inconvenient. The doors slid open and Miss Ha heard someone whistling a song from her favorite band, Shonen Knife. The all-girl Japanese trio always made Miss Ha happy.

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Their rendition of On Top of the World was her favorite. Happy or not, whoever was about to get on the elevator needed to die. Miss Ha mightily swung her axe. The target was the skull of the man in the expensive suit whistling Shonen Knife music. The scene played out in slow-motion for the sultry stewardess for Seoul Airways. As the axe began a downward arc, the beauty heard the man utter something: “Nyet! Please God… I don’t want to die!” With the man’s plea, Miss Ha’s three-inch heel on her left leg caught the strap of the duffel bag that contained the head of the Commonwealth Airways stewardess. The normally agile Miss Ha was thrown off her balance slightly, just enough to change the trajectory of her axe. Instead of embedding in the skull of the man with the fine musical taste, the axe penetrated the wall behind him. The praying man saw his would-be killer and hit the floor before the axe blade dug into the wall just above his right shoulder. Adrenaline ran through the veins of each party. Miss Ha tried to pull the axe out of the wall but, the axe was stuck, and her tug caused her to fall forward. Sitting against the wall of the elevator, Vlad, The Friend of Mankind was paralyzed with fright. The Korean stewardess fell forward onto him; Ivan’s face was pressed against her groin. The only things keeping Vlad’s face out of Miss Ha’s vagina were her tight suede skirt, some nude pantyhose, and a naughty pair of black lacy panties. Vlad began to get his bearings back; he turned his head to his right. This caused his nose and lips to massage Miss Ha’s vagina through the alluring garments. The homicidal Miss Ha was quickly turned on by her prey and now desired him to rip off all her clothes and ravage her. Vlad was going to have none of this; he pushed the Asian off him. Miss Ha landed on her back, sprawled on the elevator floor. Desiring to live another day, Vlad pounced on top of the stewardess: “Rip my clothes off! Or die!”

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Miss Ha was turned on; she knew if the Russian did not make love to her instantly, she would kill him. “Who the fuck are you!” The Friend of Mankind was pissed… just who was this lunatic with an axe? Still on her back, now with a Russian on top of her, the lunatic with the axe, had become moist in her crotch when Vlad’s nose massaged her vagina a few seconds ago. Aroused, Miss Ha’s determination returned. When she saw the Russian getting ready to deliver a punch, her right hand desperately reached for anything it could find on the elevator floor. Shoving her right arm into her duffel bag, Miss Ha grabbed a bunch of blonde hair and pulled out Virginia Lake’s head. Vlad delivered a punch to her beautiful face, Miss Ha fought back. Her right arm swung the decapitated head smashing it into Vlad’s face… over and over again.

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Virginia Lake’s head split the Russian’s lip, blackened his left eye (probably fracturing his orbital bone), and bloodied his nose. Vlad was only half conscious as he rolled off Miss Ha. He fell next to her on the elevator floor; She sprung up on all fours and pounced on him. With emotions going wild, Miss Ha began strangling the Russian. Vlad was too out of it to offer any resistance. Once again he prayed, this time silently: “Please God, don’t let me die!” With her hands around Vlad’s neck, Miss Ha smelled his Hai Karate cologne and was hyper-aroused. Her breasts were tingling, her groin was soaked. She surprised herself when her hands, seemingly acting on their own accord, pulled themselves off Vlad’s neck. The Korean babe slid down Vlad’s torso and rested on his legs. Her hands undid the Russian’s belt, unbuttoned his trousers and undid his zipper. Miss Ha began massaging the penis of her prey. When the man-organ grew to almost a foot, she raped mankind’s new friend. A few feet to Miss Ha’s left, upside down, was the decapitated head of the Commonwealth Airways stewardess, wearing the stupidest expression she had ever seen. Miss Ha pulled her tight skirt up to her hips and quickly slid off her pantyhose and panties. Vlad was moving slow; he opened his mouth to try to say “Who the fuck are you?” He wasn’t fast enough and before any words came out, Miss Ha shoved her black panties in his mouth. With his penis sticking straight up, Miss Ha slid herself onto him and rocked back and forth violently. The penetration into Miss Ha was intense. The Korean Babe swore the Russian’s penis would come out her mouth. The orgasm was the best and the longest she ever had. Miss Ha screamed with an intensity that frightened her prey. Her pelvic motions were the most intense Vlad had ever felt. He screamed with the same intensity, shooting Miss Ha’s black panties out of his mouth. Mankind’s new best friend was sure the psycho Korean bitch was going to pull off his man-organ. He wondered if she would go to the emergency room if his penis broke off inside her. After several minutes, Vlad’s man-organ slowly began to shrink and soften.

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Miss Ha exhausted herself; she plopped to the floor next to her conquest. Both were panting and sweaty. Vlad’s groin was in so much pain, he knew he would not be going anywhere under his own power. The ball (or both of Vlad’s balls) were in Miss Ha’s court. The Russian wondered what she would do to him. Miss Ha knew she could not kill Vlad. For the first time in her life, the Korean beauty was in love. She would take him with her… and, then, marry him later in the day. Miss Ha knew this was the man she would spend the rest of her life with. Vlad looked at Miss Ha and prayed silently: “Please God… make this psycho-bitch go away!” and, then, out loud, “Please don’t hurt me, I’ll do anything!” An expression of extreme love was beaming from the Korean’s face as she cooed to mankind’s new friend: “I’ll help you up my love, you’re coming with me.”

Chapter 7: 1396 A.D. The Mongols were growing weak… perhaps complacent was a better word. After invading and pillaging the rural parts of The Ming Dynasty down south, the influential chieftains grew fat and lazy. Not that the conquered provinces of the south were in position to pose a threat, after all, gentrification had weakened their spirit, too… but a true Mongol invaded… and there were so few true Mongols remaining. Unlike the 13th Century, the 14th Century saw the empire slowly shrink. Technically, the area we now know as eastern Russia wasn’t part of the empire anymore. A little girl in that region refused to cede anything to complacency. Though the Mongol ruling class was surrendering to progress and utility… this one little darling was determined to re-start the conquest. After 13-year-old Kuelan Herce finished eating her disemboweled parents (damned weaklings!), she walked out of her hut and spat on the ground. Gutting and eating her parents wasn’t a decision Kuelan Herce came to easily. Unlike her heathen parents, the adolescent girl prayed hours each day to Mongol deities. Over the past half year, these deities began speaking to her. The voices in her head waxed eloquent. TG Double Edition

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Kuelan Herce was certain they emanated from the deities she interacted with. The advice of the god Daichi Tengri* was clear. Since her parents were weak, they were akin to enemy soldiers on the battlefield. Thus, this deity of war ordered Kuelan Herce to gut them and eat them. Monks had always instructed this warrior wannabe to be obedient to the voices of gods. With blood dripping down her chin, and she loved the feel of the warm fluid on her face, she spat on the ground in front of her. Centuries later, the location of this mystical wad of saliva would constitute a hidden landmark in downtown Vladivostok. Kuelan Herce began her walk of war. She headed south, down the coast. Her first stop was a mountaintop monastery 80 kilometers west of what is now modern-day Beijing. The Buddhist monks had followed suit. Their practices had incorporated many contemporary rites and music. True Buddhist monasticism was difficult to find as the fifteenth century rapidly approached. In her two-year walk of war, Kuelan Herce had grown into a sultry woman. There was no time to come to grips with her newfound sexuality… the time would be now. This monastery was regarded as old-fashioned and out of touch by most modernday Buddhists. A 15th century Buddhist would need to factor in changing norms and the increasingly youthful Asian culture. Not this monastery! The 40 monks that preserved Mongol traditions and theology would have none of the increasingly heretical culture. A Kublai Khan* Tribunal was formed and any change in practice at this monastery would have to be approved by this tribunal. Nothing ever passed. The tenets and teachings of Kublai Khan would not be eschewed nor disrespected. No longer a girl, the 15-year-old Kuelan Herce approached the walls of this theological fortress. She arrived at the monastery with two distinct disadvantages. In the patriarchal, non-sexual, all male existence inside this monastery, Kuelan Herce was a woman sporting a most deadly weapon… her sexuality. Her sexuality was instilled by the goddess Ot. *To know more about Daichi Tengri and Kublai Khan, click on the Interactive Icons. TG Double Edition

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Ot, the Mongol goddess of marriage, knew what was at stake and favored Kuelan Herce. Three weeks earlier, Ot led Kuelan Herce to a rural prostitute and ordered her warrior to attack. After hours of vicious lesbian sex in which Kuelan Herce and the prostitute perspired over three kilograms of liquid each, Herce finished the job. She, then, ate the rural Asian beauty. The prostitute’s shiny red silk robe was now Kuelan’s. A vixen clothed in red, Herce reached the monastery. All 40 monks gathered at the entrance gate and drooled over what they saw. Kuelan Herce’s nipples could be seen protruding underneath the red silk. As Ot had molded Kuelan Herce’s sexuality and allure, Tung-ak, Mongol god of the chieftains, gave the vixen her orders. The god Tung-ak was angry that his chieftains never prayed to him anymore. He decided to take matters into his own hands. The angry deity would use Kuelan Herce to fulfill prophecy. With castration and conquest on her mind, the red robed vixen walked past the gate and approached Khan… the elderly monk in charge of the tribunal. Khan drooled uncontrollably and, for the first time in decades, his man-organ grew. “Give me the scrolls!” Kuelan Herce demanded. Khan could not speak. The vixen shook off her robe; she was standing totally nude. She approached Khan and gently pushed him, over and over again. With each push, Khan retreated a few steps. After several pushes, Kuelan Herce had backed Khan into the main temple where she quickly disrobed the stunned monk. Khan knew he was helpless and tried to make a noise… only a helpless squeak came out. He tried to pray but could not form any words. The naked woman knelt in front of the monk and began massaging the huge man-organ with both her hands. Gentle at first, then harder. As the monk’s heart raced to five times its usual speed, Kuelan Herce inserted the organ into her mouth… first at her lips, then as the tongue caressed it, she slid it past her tongue and down her throat. The aroused monk gave it all up. Decades worth of man juices exploded out of the organ and seeped out of the corners of the vixen’s mouth. The cascading man-juices kept seeping for three whole minutes.

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Now, Kuelan Herce’s entire front was soaked in the white liquid. Khan’s demise was two-fold. At the same instant Khan’s heart ceased pumping, Kuelan Herce bit down and severed his man-organ. Soaked in monk semen, Herce slowly rose to her feet, still chewing on Khan’s organ. The maniacal beauty backed out the entrance of the temple and made her way to the next monk. Khan III was next up and Kuelan Herce gave him the same charge: “I want the scrolls.” The younger Khan III was in shock. Herce quickly ripped off his robes. Both her hands reached down and cradled the man-organ of Khan III. She licked his face and with her hands inserted his erect man-organ into her vagina. The monk squealed in ecstasy. Kuelan Herce began rocking back and forth, side to side. Khan III blew his load after only 15 seconds; more monk love juices seeped down Herce’s legs. The vixen pushed the monk away. Again, she grabbed Khan’s man-organ as it withdrew and twisted violently… thereby castrating her second monk. The castration of all 40 monks took a total of three hours. Blood loss and heart failure would be the official causes of death of these holy men, but now Kuelan Herce was free to abscond with the scrolls. Tung-ak guided Kuelan Herce to a secret compartment inside the temple where she found the scrolls. The ancient texts awaited Herce’s perusal. When she held the scrolls, another deity spoke… Daichi Tengri, the god of war, was now tasking the vixen in red. The semen covered beauty was ordered southward, far into the rural areas of The Ming Dynasty, in order to kill Lai Lai Zhen*… the most beautiful of all women in Asia.

Chapter 8: Samsung Funeral and Cremation Services Over the past decade, Koreans have moved away from funerals. Korean law does not mandate that funeral services be used after death; thus, creative minds have come up with weird alternatives. * Lai Lai Zhen appears in Abilene, The Bondage Of Suyin Wong TG Double Edition

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The high cost of viewings, embalming, coffins, burial services, and other miscellaneous funeral home services could bankrupt a middle-class Korean. Because of this trend away from traditional funerals, Lee Samsung had to get creative. Lee Samsung was pushing 80, but he could beat up most 30 somethings. For the past 55 years he has owned and operated Samsung Funeral and Cremation Services in Seoul. The hulking Asian Adonis wasn’t going to allow the Korean aversion to funerals ruin his business. Always the idea man, Lee Samsung kept his business in the black. “Shut up you fucking whore!!!!!!” As Lee hovered over the brown, wooden coffin in his gallery, a faint whining voice kept up the annoying mantra: “I am a virgin!” The coffin had been dragged in earlier in the day and accompanied Talon Goh. Lee liked having Talon Goh at his funeral home. She was beautiful and he knew they would have a lot of sex together. The escaped prisoner was upstairs freshening up after being in a South Korean jail for a few weeks. In the meantime, the almost 80-year-old Lee Samsung decided to have some kinky and brutal sex with his afternoon cocktail (Vodka and cranberry juice… or a Cape Cod). Dressed as the grim reaper, Lee hovered over the coffin containing Irina Federov: “Virgin my ass, slut!!!” Divorced eight times, Lee knew a virgin when he saw one… the skank in the coffin was no virgin. One more time Irina would call out: “I am a virgin!” With that last plea, the brutish funeral home director flung open the lid of the coffin and reached into it. He scooped up Irina with his right arm, then, flung her across the room. The blonde Russian was about to open her mouth again, probably to state that she was a virgin. Lee sprung fast. Irina sprawled on the floor, underneath another coffin, Lee kicked her gut. The wind exploded out of Irina; she struggled to gasp. Lee was not done. He picked her up and threw her across the room once more.

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He, then, straddled the humiliated Russian and began cutting off her orange jump suit (formerly belonging to Talon Goh) with a box-cutter. Unable to move, bruised, battered, and still struggling to take in air, Irina could say nothing. “You’re not a fucking virgin, you’re a fucking whore!” This was the last insult (more truth than insult, actually), proffered by the almost octogenarian Korean. Lee flung off his grim reaper robe exposing an elongated man-organ. He slapped the Russian’s face a dozen times, violently flung Irina’s legs apart and with even more violence shoved his man-organ into the supposed virgin. “Virgin this, you, slimy whore!” Lee thrust his pelvis 30 times and Irina’s only sounds were mere whimpers. Tears streamed down Irina’s cheeks. Lee violently rolled the Russian onto her front. “Let’s check the back door, cunt!!!” saying that, he violated Irina’s anus. “Am I interrupting something?” The seductive voice belonged to Talon Goh. Grunting and out of breath, Lee was pleased at the intrusion: “Ah, Miss Goh… can I offer you some of this ass?” Lee slapped Irina’s buttock with some measure of force generating another weak whimper from the Russian slut. “No thank you… I already had some of it in the jail. Did she use the virgin line on you?” “I AM A VIRGIN!!!” cried the violated Russian. “Bull shit!!!” yelled Talon Goh and Lee in unison. The naked and sweaty Lee got up off his latest conquest and scanned Talon Goh from head to toe. He was impressed. He would have rather had rough sex with her than the slut on the floor. Talon Goh had changed out of Irina’s clothes. She was now wearing a sleek black tactical suit, sans holsters. She looked at Lee with much appreciation and want: “Come on up to my room later, I’ll show you how a real woman faces death.” “I am a virgin!” interrupted the alleged virgin.

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In unison, both Goh and Lee kicked the Russian in the mid-section. Lee was going to take Talon Goh up on her offer. First thing was first. “Hey, can you give me a hand? I’m going to drag this whore down to the embalming room and hose her off before I shove her back in the coffin.” Half unconscious and going into shock, the violated Russian could offer no resistance. Goh and Lee grabbed an arm and started dragging her to a basement entrance. As Lee stopped at the foot of the stairs, he pinned Irina against the wall. “Here my dear!” Lee reached for a Cuban cigar on a nearby table, encased in a thin metal tube, “Have some fun!” Talon Goh gave Lee a smile, took the tubed cigar and shoved it into Irina’s vagina. She withdrew it and repeated the process 15 times, each time shaking it from side to side as she did. Irina’s whimpers were pathetic. Lee gave Talon Goh a smile. The two tormentors, then, dragged the Russian whore down a short staircase into the embalming room. After hosing Irina off, Talon Goh turned the nozzle towards Lee. In a playful gesture, she cleaned off all of Irina’s juices from his surprisingly cut frame. The almost 80-year-old funeral director still had it. Talon Goh found a towel and in a slow seductive manner, dried off the funeral director: “Midnight… I’ll leave my door unlocked.” “It’s a date.” Lee was excited. The duo dried Irina off and dragged her back upstairs. Lee threw the Russian back in her coffin, then, shut and locked the lid. Until deciding what to do with the Russian slut, the lock would stay on the coffin. Lee figured he could either drain her fluids and replace them with embalming fluid or make her his next wife. “I have a Presbyterian pastor coming over here tomorrow at three, but in the morning one of my ex-wives, who is a wedding coordinator, will be by.” Lee was happy that Miss Ha had finally found a man she wanted to marry. A friend of Miss Ha’s family his whole life, he took an interest in Miss Ha as if she were his own daughter.

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“She will bring some nice, and very sexy, wedding gowns for her to choose from,” Lee whispered playfully “… also some intimate naughties, if you know what I mean.” “Awwww… she will make a great wife.” Talon Goh was so happy for her friend. “Oh wait, is she going to bring some bridesmaid dresses too?” The sultry mercenary was excited that Miss Ha selected her to be her Maid of Honor. “Oh yes! I requested some shiny satin things… you know… very tight and showing a lot of boobs.” Lee was hardly coy about his desire to have every woman in his funeral home either embalmed or sexed out. The mood turned somber fast: “I am going to miss you girls.” Lee was not kidding; he was going to miss them. Seoul was heating up for his new sexy friends. Every army soldier and cop were working around the clock. “The orders are ‘shoot to kill.’ We’ll smuggle you, Bri, Ellie, and Miss Ha out in the next 72 hours.” Talon Goh was also sad… she liked Seoul. The mercenary knew Lee was one of the few men on the planet that could teach her some more deviant sex moves. She licked her lips and stared at Lee’s groin for a few long seconds: “I should go check on Miss Ha. Remember, midnight, and bring something to punish me with, I’m going to be a bad girl!” Seductively Goh turned her back and walked away from Lee. The naked director peered at her posterior which looked so good on her walk away. He made a mental note to bring the Cuban cigars with him at midnight. Lee had a few tricks with them which he was sure would bring the Asian mercenary to ecstasy. He sighed: “Time for Miss Ha!” Lee went over to the intercom which was on the telephone hanging on the wall beside the door that led to the staircase up. The floundering funeral business in Seoul had forced Lee Samsung to find other sources of revenue for his family business. The upstairs at the funeral home was converted into rooms that served the brothel end of his business. Currently, Miss Ha, Ellie, Talon, Bri, and Vlad were quartered there. now!”

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Lee was happy he could give his friends their private rooms… of course, this made it easier for him to visit the women and have rough and deviant sex, which Talon Goh would experience in several hours. When Goh and her tight, wriggling posterior left the embalming room, it was time for Miss Ha to complete a promise she made to herself… and Lee would help. Lee pushed button #3 on his intercom phone and calmly stated: “All right Miss Ha, we can begin now!”

Chapter 9: Kuelan Herce Buddhist scholars differed. Literalists, who believed they were sole arbiters of the teachings of Kublai Khan, assert Kuelan Herce to be a reincarnated being. These monks taught the beauty’s soul was cursed to be reincarnated repeatedly, until the time she fulfilled the prophecies of the ancient scrolls. The more contemporary monks, hardly as scholarly, were convinced Kuelan Herce, the intended slayer of Lai Lai Zhen, became an eternal being, destined to walk the Earth in order to fulfill those prophecies. Whether the Eurasian siren was centuries old, or a couple of decades old (only with a centuries old soul) was cause of much dispute in the monk community. Kuelan Herce drove her dog sled into Stebbins, Alaska. The small outpost, on the coast of the Bering Sea, provided good cover for the vixen. Stebbins was far away from law and order. The law, state and federal, never went there. The police force in that coastal community were hardly able to make arrests or enforce laws… in fact, the chief and officers were all convicted rapists and murderers. Women stayed out of Stebbins. Brutish fugitives flocked to its saloons, tattoo parlors, and pawn shops. Clad in a shiny tight red cat-suit, with an unbuttoned parka draped over her, some shiny red hooker boots, and a tactical holster that carried a dagger on her inner right thigh, the Eurasian left her sled. Her posterior played nicely in the arctic air when she walked toward the saloon, The Thirsty Moose.

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Kuelan strutted toward the swinging doors of the bar/lounge. She was mindful of her three goals. First: Rough and bloody sex containing torture… aimed at her, then aimed at her tormentors. Second: The collection of a deviant rabbi referred to in the ancient scrolls. Third: A whiskey in a dirty glass. This third goal was always a good idea. On this day, Kuelan Herce would have gallons of man juices forced into her mouth, and LISTERINE just never did the trick. Ever since the vixen had come across the prostitute near Beijing, centuries ago, she became infatuated with deviant and violent sex. After gutting and eating the prostitute, she became a new woman… possessed… and in constant need of bloodshed and sexual ecstasy. As the vixen in red flung open the swinging doors to the saloon, the music came to a halt. 15 bar patrons (mostly MS-13 gang members) turned their heads and began drooling. The El Salvadoran gang members, all with death sentences in their native country, fled to Stebbins. The heavily tattooed punks, most wearing denims and flannels started whistling and chanting lewd insults toward the mysterious siren. Also, in the bar were 20 husky Eskimos… all violent rapists. These Eskimos sported long beards and had machetes strapped to their sides. Two pool players (one Eskimo and one El Salvadoran) dropped their pool cues and stepped away from the table. Kuelan Herce got the ball rolling: “What are you fucking queers looking at?” El Diablo, the MS-13 gang leader, with a face full of tear tattoos charged the beauty. Kuelan Herce braced herself and put up her fists, not intending to throw a punch… yet. El Diablo flew into Herce; the two fell to the floor. The MS-13 gang leader was fast and began pummeling the vixen’s face. The punk grabbed her dagger from her thigh holster and held it against her jugular: “Spread your legs bitch, I’m going to fuck you and cut you up!” “Perfect!” Kuelan Herce thought. These maniacs were so predictable. They did need to be led on so the Eurasian siren spit in El Diablo’s face. On cue, the El Salvadoran maniac rose to his feet and grabbed a handful of Kuelan Herce’s black hair.

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He jerked Herce up to her feet. El Diablo was a big muscular man; Kuelan knew he would be the first one to rape her… and the first one to die. The MS-13 gang leader placed his free hand into Kuelan Herce’s crotch and picked her up over his head. He, then, threw the vixen 20 feet through the air behind the bar. The other bar patrons scattered as the red vixen smashed into the racks behind the bar. Dozens of liquor bottles were sent in all directions. The sound of smashing glass got the crowd excited. El Diablo was inspired by the smell of all the cheap liquor now pooling on the floor behind the bar. He was quick and, before Kuelan Herce could shake out the cobwebs, he was on top of her again. He smashed her head against the wall, placed the dagger he coopted from the vixen back against her jugular and gradually lifted the dagger. Kuelan Herce, in order not to be cut, slowly rose to her feet. Now back on her feet, she sneered at El Diablo: “You homoSpic!” El Diablo never allowed anyone to live who insulted his manhood. “We’ll see who fucks who, cunt!” The MS-13 gang leader spoke fluent English and for this he was quite proud. He’d only live for about 30 more minutes, but in that time, he would display most of his vocabulary. The boss-gangster placed a hand in Kuelan Herce’s groin and another on her throat before he tossed her 15 feet through the air against another wall. Kuelan Herce smashed into another wall. Her flung body knocked a dozen pool cues off their holder and onto the floor. Still conscious, she thought about all the potential weapons within a ten-foot radius of her. El Diablo was now red-faced, and his ears were even redder. The wordsmith continued. Straddling the vixen in red, he grabbed her throat again and lifted her so her face was six inches from his own. Unable to breathe, Kuelan Herce listened to the angry gangster: “I’m gonna fuck you up really bad… I’m gonna cut you a dozen more cunts… asshole!” Again, with his left hand, the beast pushed Kuelan’s dagger against her jugular. “First thing’s first, bitch!”

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Still gripping the Eurasian siren by the throat, he slammed her down hard on the pool table. The saloon patrons cheered: “Carlos! Juan!” Two other tattooed maniacs ran over quickly. “Each of you grab a pool cue. If she does anything to disrespect me, pry her legs apart, shove those pool sticks into her cunt and keep shoving until they come out her eyeballs.” Carlos and Juan laughed hysterically. El Diablo leaped onto the pool table. He straddled his prey. With the dagger he began cutting off the vixen’s red shiny catsuit. He, then, motioned for Carlos and Juan to pull off her red hooker boots… they were quite obedient and would die second and third in just a few minutes. “Ah, no underwear, you, whore!” Within a minute the catsuit was completely cut off. No matter, Kuelan Herce had spares back at the dogsled. Ever the inspirational leader, El Diablo kept barking out orders: “Paco! Get your dick over here… now!” Paco ran over and began stripping: “See senorita, Paco has the biggest dick in this room. He’s here to feed you now.” Carlos and Juan tied both of Kuelan’s legs to the sides of the pool table and wove some ropes through a couple of the corner pockets. El Diablo was also stripping. Paco grabbed Kuelan’s long flowing, whiskey-soaked hair. He pulled her head over the end of the pool table. Her head was upside down as it hung off the table. Paco was erect; his man-organ was extensive and seemed to pulsate. Kuelan Herce wasn’t looking forward to being fed by Paco, but the knowledge of his imminent castration made it bearable. On the other end of the pool table El Diablo was howling. The gang boss began groping her breasts. Paco’s long and pulsating penis guided itself past her lips, across her tongue and into her throat. El Diablo’s disappointing man-organ penetrated her other lips.

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As he shoved his in four or five inches (“is that all”, Kuelan thought), the gang leader began crying and slapping her breasts. Unable to talk, Kuelan was having trouble breathing, no matter she could hold her breath for over two minutes. Paco’s man-organ was giving up its juices. A lot of juices. The semen shot out of the corners of Herce’s mouth and seeped into her flowing, alcohol-soaked hair. Kuelan Herce told herself: “Wait just a few more seconds.” El Salvador’s most feared MS-13 gangster was crying so loud that other demons in Hell could hear him. His slaps to Kuelan’s Herce’s breasts were getting harder. Paco’s tide of man-juices began to wane. The gangster also began to howl. Neither of these men had been able to rape in quite some time as the female population of Stebbins was nonexistent. It was time. Paco was howling so neither Juan nor Carlos would decipher a signal. Kuelan Herce bit down hard… Paco howled. Blood flowed down Herce’s face. She hoped it would wash away some of those sticky man-juices. Juan and Carlos were laughing at the howls believing they were the sounds of Paco reaching orgasm. With an increasing limp penis in her mouth, Kuelan Herce grabbed Paco’s head. Both her hands grasped an ear and, with one powerful, quick motion, swung her arms propelling the dickless Paco forward, headfirst into a howling and crying El Diablo. The force of the impact shattered Paco’s and the gang leader’s foreheads. Juan and Carlos were still laughing. When Kuelan Herce sat up, their looks changed to wonderment. Unable to move quick enough, Juan and Carlos were doomed. With blood dripping out of her mouth, Herce began chewing, sending more blood cascading down her chin. She grabbed the pool cues which were being held by Juan and Carlos. In a split second, both burly MS-13 gangsters had pool cues through their right eyes. The Eurasian vixen kept shoving; the pool cues entered the brains (what little of them that they had). Suddenly Juan and Carlos were no more. Covered in alcohol, semen, and blood, Kuelan Herce was ready to commence the great Eskimo Massacre (which was actually part MS-13 Massacre).

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Brains leaked out of Paco’s and El Diablo’s heads. The vixen noticed her dagger beside a corner pocket. She picked it up and instantly cut the ropes that bound her legs. For good measure, she threw her knife at an advancing MS-13 clown. The blade penetrated his forehead and killed him instantly. Next, Kuelan Herce ripped El Diablo’s GLOCK 27 out of his pants belt and emptied 13 rounds in seven and a half seconds. 13 brutes fell dead with head wounds. Pouncing off the pool table the homicidal beauty found a machete on the floor by several loose pool cues. After several swings, every saloon patron was dead (except for one). Still spitting out semen, blood, and bits of man-organ, Kuelan Herce found her way to the back of the bar. She had to step over four corpses to find the WHITE SILK SCOTCH (a product of Australia, not as mild as JACK DANIELS). She grabbed two dirty glasses from the bar, stepped over the four corpses and came out to the front of the bar. The naked vixen eyed a corner table occupied one time by a most unusual sort. A wry smile formed on her face and she made her way to a particularly important meeting.

Chapter 10: Virginia Lake’s Head Gong Yoo was a trusted servant, a hulking Asian who knew better than to ask questions. His devotion to Lee Samsung was unquestioned. When heavy lifting was needed, in the funeral business or in other unsavory matters, Samsung always counted on Gong Yoo. Lee Samsung waited in the embalming room and finished his preparations. The embalming table, a cold metal piece of funeral home furniture was specially fitted with straps. Corpses were not a threat to get up from the table, but the table’s next occupant wasn’t a corpse… not yet. Beside the table was a toddler’s coffin. There was no toddler in the coffin now, but the contents would play a vital role in what was about to occur. Gong Yoo came down the staircase hauling Lee Joong-ki.

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Lee Joong-ki was president and CEO of Seoul Airways. Every cop and military soldier were combing Korea looking for him. Electric cattle prods and stun-guns had tamed Lee Joongki not to talk… or even whimper. Gong Yoo was good with taming dogs and presidents and CEOs of major airlines. He approached the metal table and plopped the unfortunate CEO onto it. Lee Samsung tied his hands and ankles to each corner. Lee Joong-ki was horrified. “There, there my dear namesake, let me turn the heat up for you.” The table was cold, and Mr. Samsung was a merciful man… he desired Lee Joong-ki to be comfortable in the moments before… well… before Miss Ha ripped him apart. “Miss Ha is a dear friend of the Samsung family. Her father was a great man and my family is forever indebted to that man, consequently, anything Miss Ha wants, we will deliver.” Mr. Samsung knew this CEO wasn’t owed any explanations, but he was a merciful man. The three men in the room all quickly shot their eyes to the staircase where the sounds of high heels slowly trod down the stairs. Miss Ha’s entrance was radiant. She was smartly clad in her Seoul Airways uniform, including the three-inch heels and the ornate scarf and headpiece. Her makeup was vivid and suggested a desire for passionate sex. The perfume was hypnotizing and the wriggle in her walk shook her hips and breasts just enough to drive any man to madness. “Hello Mr. Lee… hello Mr. Samsung… hello Mr. Gong Yoo.” Samsung and Gong Yoo smiled and nodded politely. Lee Joong-ki moaned in horror. Miss Ha examined the naked and prone CEO bound to the embalming table. “You are a beautiful man, Mr. Lee.” Miss Ha stared at the groin of the soon to be castrated CEO. “You were a naughty man; do you know that?” Lee Joong-ki shook his head. The CEO shrieked: “I can explain!” Miss Ha cut him off: “Oh, no need to.” She was all allure and used her right hand to massage his groin.

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“You showed me something and for that I thank you. When you beat the crap…” Miss Ha blushed at uttering the word ‘crap’. “… out of me, I realized you were the man I needed. A man to control me… a man to dominate me… a man to bring out my sexuality.” Lee Joongki sported a shocked and confused facial expression. “I am a sexual being and until you forced yourself on me, I denied this reality.” Miss Ha continued to massage Lee Joong-ki’s groin. The bound CEO did not know if she was sincere. The stewardess pulled her hand away from his groin: “This uniform means so much to me, it is who I am… I am Seoul Airways, thanks to you Mr. Lee.” Slowly starting with her scarf… then headpiece… then blazer… then belt… blouse… shoes… skirt… bra… stockings… and to finish panties, she stripped naked. Lee Joong-ki’s mega erection continued getting bigger. Miss Ha folded her clothes, put the shoes on top and handed the pile to Gong Yoo: “Be a dear and put these somewhere where they won’t get soiled!” Gong Yoo complied… he was also erect. “I paid a visit to your wife. Commonwealth Airways stewardesses are so beautiful, I can see why you married her.” Miss Ha’s performance was erotic and horrifying, but now the CEO was only seeing the erotic. “She is such a nice woman, and her skin is so soft. She told me that she was so worried about you!” This was, of course, a lie. “Virginia Lake… what a beautiful name! She loves you so much. She said if you were still alive, she would give you oral sex like no one has ever had oral sex.” Miss Ha’s hands were both stroking Lee Joong-ki’s groin. “We have become great friends.” Lee Joong-ki was about to explode. “I was going to kill you.” Miss Ha promised herself that she would castrate the CEO before killing him and unfortunately for Lee Joong-ki, she had plenty of time to choreograph this moment. “Virginia Lake’s beauty won me over, she kissed me and told me how much she missed you.” This of course was another lie, but Miss Ha didn’t believe she owed honesty to the man who raped her and sold her into bondage.

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“I then changed my mind. As me and Virginia Lake made beautiful love, I promised her that I would reunite her with the love of her life… and that the three of us would make passionate love.” Miss Ha was licking her lips a lot. Her face moved to within six inches of Lee’s as her right hand continued to stroke his man-organ. “Your lovely wife agreed but insisted on giving you head first before I joined in. Virginia Lake is so beautiful, and she made me feel like a complete woman. So, I agreed.” Lee Joong-ki couldn’t talk. Gong Yoo was moaning and ejaculated in his pants. Miss Ha noticed the wet spot on Gong Yoo’s crotch. She felt bad about doing this to Gong Yoo and made a mental note to have passionate sex with him before she had to leave. “Virginia Lake is here; she wants to give you head. Shall we get started, Mr. Lee?” Lee Joong-ki couldn’t talk but he nodded so hard, he pulled the muscles in his neck. “Good! The sooner we get this over with, the sooner we can all get along with our lives.” Of course, Miss Ha had no intention of letting Lee get on with his life. “All right then!” The naked Miss Ha stepped away from the embalming table. She stroked her own breasts with her left hand as her nipples became very hard, looked down at the white toddler coffin which Lee could not see, then kicked it open and reached in. Lee Joong-ki’s man organ had never been stiffer or more erect in all his life. Miss Ha was going to fulfill a promise. After being raped and sold by this devil, she promised to castrate and kill him. In 30 seconds, this promise would be fulfilled. Miss Ha bent over Lee, so her nipples rubbed against his chest and shoulder. She, then, sensually licked his lips: “HERE’S YOUR FUCKING WIFE, YOU, PIG!!!!” With that last barb Miss Ha held up Virginia Lake’s head in her right hand. Her fingers were grabbing a clump of the former stewardess’ blonde hair. Miss Ha’s left hand had been stroking Lee’s penis and had it as erect as it had ever been. Her right hand grabbed the penis: “Now, Gong Yoo!” Gong Yoo, damp crotch and all, walked over to the embalming table with a hunting knife.

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In one nonchalant move, he castrated the CEO of Seoul Airways. Blood quickly flowed out of Lee’s groin; Gong Yoo stepped away. Miss Ha held up the erect and detached penis about a foot over Lee’s face and screamed again: “GIVE YOUR HUSBAND HEAD!!!” The Seoul Airways stewardess shoved the erect appendage into the mouth of Virginia Lake’s detached head. The nub of the penis actually came out the neck, it was that erect. “SUCK HARDER, YOU, WHORE!!!” Miss Ha shoved the entire appendage into Virginia Lake’s mouth. Lee was screaming… a high whimpering scream. “KISS YOUR FUCKING WIFE, YOU BEAST!!!” With her right arm she slammed Virginia Lake’s head into Lee’s head, repeatedly. Now crying and shrieking, Miss Ha continued: “HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME???!!! I TRUSTED YOU!!! YOU VIOLATED ME AND SOLD ME LIKE A PIECE OF MEAT!!!” Lee wasn’t comprehending this last rant as his skull was now broken. After four dozen hard impacts from his wife’s head, Lee’s brains began leaking out his ears.

Chapter 11: The Rabbi Blows Chow Rabbi Kuupkik was a wanted man. Every law enforcement officer in Alaska was looking for him. The same went for Texas, California, New York… in fact, every law enforcement officer in the world was looking for him. That is… except for the cops in Stebbins, Alaska, hence, the good Rabbi was enjoying a brew at The Thirsty Moose. Fitting right in with MS-13 gang members and Eskimo deviants, the wanted killer/rapist/pedophile slowly sipped his bottle of SCHLITZ. Even at his advanced age, Rabbi Kuupkik could down a brew faster than anyone… but there was no rush. No cop, or honest cop, would step foot in Stebbins, or The Thirsty Moose. Rabbi Kuupkik needed rest and a place free from distraction. He believed Stebbins was that haven for him. TG Double Edition

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The headaches and visions were increasing in which Amarak and Anguta spoke to him. The end times were close and Rabbi Kuupkik would be needed to usher them in on an unsuspecting planet. The two gods implored the almost octogenarian Rabbi to continue spreading his seed. If any female spoke to his man organ in such a way that it was stimulated, the Rabbi would impregnate her. If she disrespected his divine efforts, he would strangle them to death. Disrespecting Kuupkik’s love efforts was akin to disrespecting the gods. Amarak and Anguta also warned Kuupkik that a demonic force from the East was on its way. The god duo instructed Kuupkik to battle it and kill it. Demons from the East had mustered inside a humanoid vessel and intended to rip apart the Rabbi of revelation. The Rabbi figured he’d rest in Stebbins a few more days and head north to meet this demonic force. Amarak was quite specific, the demon would be clad in red and reach him in a trail of blood and guts. Anguta was even more specific: while the Rabbi was downing his SCHLITZ and third bowl of NACHO CHEESE DORITOS, the god of the dead screamed: “There she is!!!” There she was indeed, and Kuupkik was instantly in love. The Eurasian vixen clad in a tight, shiny red catsuit had a body that could launch a thousand ships and a face that could call them all back. Kuupkik knew he had to have her… and violently rape her. In what became a cacophony of blood red spray and flying limbs, the red demon went through his MS-13 pals like crap through a goose. Castrations abounded and the red vixen became a nude vixen. As brutes were strewn among The Thirsty Moose in several pieces, Kuelan Herce caught her breath behind the bar. She grabbed the scotch and looked up at a weird fellow at a corner table. Bitterness and failure were Kuelan Herce’s closest companion. According to Buddhist deities, the vixen had failed at obeying their commands. Back in the 14th Century they had given her a simple and specific task: kill Lai Lai Zhen. According to the gods, Kuelan Herce’s obsession with the prostitute in red distracted her long enough to bring on failure.

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Kuelan Herce had spent a lot of time with the prostitute in red as many deviant sexual moves were revealed and taught to her. Even after tying up the beauty, Kuelan Herce didn’t kill her immediately. Feelings came over her and Kuelan Herce’s mouth and tongue went to work bringing the whore to ecstasy over and over. Her fingertips were possessed and the whore was driven to madness by another flow of orgasms in rapid succession. Kuelan Herce went to work on the groin of the sinner in red, naked, wet, and sweaty. Her mouth, tongue, and fingers put the whore in a constant state of moaning. She camped her tongue and fingertips in her prey’s groin. Finally, Herce killed her after three days of ecstasy and torture. By the time she reached The Ming Dynasty village, Lai Lai Zhen had departed on her suicidal death march. Kuelan Herce raced to the coast but was too late. Lai Lai Zhen had marched into the surf. The god Daichi Tengri, in particular, scolded Kuelan Herce for failing her mission. Herce objected to Daichi Tengri’s assessment and retorted that since Lai Lai Zhen had in fact died, she did not fail. Disagreeing with the gods was a horrible sin and a lightning bolt struck a tree stump a few meters to the back of Kuelan Herce, throwing her twenty meters into another tree. When the disobedient beauty came to, Daichi Tengri told her the bad news. Using a llama (not native to Asia), the deity spoke: “You will endure a curse that will last until the new millennium. You will be cursed to walk the Earth and do our bloody bidding until such time when we ask you to find and gut a warrior from the west. You will kill him and protect Buddhism and the soul of Kublai Khan. You will be forbidden to fail.” Daichi Tengri, then, added: “You slut!” The slut, Kuelan Herce, was compelled to gain favor again among the gods. A year ago, she began receiving visions of a brutish, old deviant. The keeper of the knowledge, of the whereabouts of the 12 tribes of Israel, would make his way into Asia and play havoc with Buddhism. Kuelan Herce’s visions became more specific and colorful. The gods, Daichi Tengri in particular, were tasking her.

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She was now ordered to head off the monster infidel, abduct him, bring him 100 kilometers above the Arctic Circle, sacrifice him on an altar and eat his internal organs. In a thunderclap, Daichi Tengri spoke one more word to the vixen in red: “Skank!” Nude, covered in El Salvadoran blood, brain bits, and bone fragments, Kuelan Herce walked over to the corner table. Kuupkik was aroused by her glistening appearance; the nude slut gave out signals in her walk indicating she wanted to be raped and dominated. Herce reached the table and saw an old Jewish twerp who seemed, in his body language, to be begging to be tied up and have his heart ripped out. The vixen figured she was a disgusting sight as she was drenched in blood. Still… the Eskimo wannabe was very erect; Kuelan took note. She knew she looked good. Her smooth skin covered in blood was shining. Kuelan Herce intended to sit at the table and demand Kuupkik’s submission. After all, the gods were in control and would help her along the way. Kuupkik saw the vision of beauty strut over to his table. She was absolutely stunning. He was intent on raping her and beating the snot out of her. She would, of course, enjoy it as he was, in fact, Kuupkik! What woman didn’t want to be beaten to a pulp and raped by him, after all, the gods anointed him? The naked beauty slammed two shot glasses in the center of the table and pulled out the chair across from Kuupkik. She turned the chair around and straddled it; Kuupkik’s arousal magnified. The blood covering Kuelan Herce was better than any spray tan and she knew it. This was going to be easier than her Dawson City massacre a week previous: in addition to blood, bone fragments, man-juices, women juices, and cheap beer covering her, there was also a lot of vomit from several of her victims with weak stomachs in the Dawson Massacre. The smell of vomit and the sight of spit up sloppy-Joe’s dripping off her was a mood killer. No vomit this time and this would only enhance her ability to place Kuupkik under a spell of obedience. “I’m Kuelan Herce… submit, you, fucking Rabbi!”

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The fucking rabbi didn’t comprehend the vixen’s words. The five family size bags of NACHO CHEESE DORITOS he had eaten, and the twelve bottles of SCHLITZ he had downed were about to make another appearance. Kuelan Herce wasn’t prepared for what happened next. In the strongest display of projectile vomiting ever recorded in the last two millenniums, twelve bottles of SCHLITZ and five pounds of DORITOS shot out of Kuupkik’s mouth at over 100 kilometers per hour. The mixture hit Kuelan Herce directly in the forehead, knocking her off her chair and fifteen feet back toward the bar. Now flat on her back, the blood (and now vomit) stained beauty could only say one word: “Gross!!!” Totally disgusted, Kuelan Herce was again knocked off her game. Possessed and sporting a full erection, the mad rabbi leapt over the table and landed on top of the Eurasian beauty. His man-organ still growing, the rabbi had shed his pants and underwear in record speed. Kuelan Herce didn’t immediately notice the penetration into her vagina as the rabbi began pummeling her head. Not as fast as the rabbi, Herce flung her arms and legs until she almost lost conscious. Kuupkik began his pelvic thrusts and shoved his man organ into the vixen farther than any man ever had. Kuelan Herce was used to doing the raping and wasn’t used to being raped… especially by an 80-year-old psycho. Intending to scream obscenities at her attacker, Herce was shocked that all that came out of her were high-pitched moans and groans. She was pleased that anyone who might have witnessed her unintentional, wild orgasms was dead and in pieces on the floor around her. Kuupkik was unrelenting and his pelvis kept going as did his pummeling of the Eurasian. Kuelan Herce’s moans and groans also continued. During her last orgasm (there were three during this rape), she moaned so hard that her mouth made a perfect O. At this point, the brute rabbi projectile vomited one more time, into that mouth… and passed out.

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Barely conscious, and spitting out rabbi vomit, the soiled vixen was now crying uncontrollably. Her blood and vomit-soaked torso made it easy for her to slide out from underneath her rapist. The rabbi now lay next to her on his back; his erection was still evident. Kuelan Herce had been soiled and humiliated… but what alarmed this tool of Buddhist deities, is that she liked it. Suppressing this glee, the vixen ran out of The Thirsty Moose. She returned within 45 seconds with a set of handcuffs, and plenty of nylon rope. Kuupkik was out. He was a lot more powerful than she had originally thought. Failing wasn’t an option for Kuelan Herce. She quickly handcuffed him behind his back and used the rope to tie him so completely, the nylon rope almost seemed a yellow cocoon around him. She, then, dragged the unconscious rabbi out of The Thirsty Moose and over to her dogsled. The dogs were repulsed by the odors both rivals emanated but knew better than to look disparagingly at the vixen. Still naked and now caked in blood and vomit, the Eurasian forewent the red bodysuit and draped a parka over her shoulders. “Mush, you, bitches!” the dogs obeyed. Kuelan Herce and her sacrifice headed northward toward the Arctic circle.

Chapter 12: Vlad and Talon He whipped her ass repeatedly: “You, fucking whore! Bark like a dog or I’ll piss all over you.” Talon obeyed and barked. Ivan, mankind’s new best friend, threw the whip across the small room and dove on top of the Asian vixen. Talon was laying on her front. Ivan, quite erect, landed on her. The mercenary’s reddened and slightly swollen buttocks were in need of attention. Vlad straddled the Asian. He bent forward and began biting it: “Keep barking, you, whore!” Vlad was relentless… Talon kept barking. After leaving some weak teeth marks on both her buttocks, Vlad stopped biting: “What the fuck are you looking at, you fucking dog!” TG Double Edition

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With that remark, Vlad pushed Talon’s head face first into the pillow on the foot of the bed. “Whimper, you, whore of a dog!!!” Talon obeyed. “I hope you like it up the ass, you, cunt!” Vlad was on a roll. With both arms he spread Talon’s thighs and shoved his quite erect man-organ into the anus of his prey. Now, Talon’s whimpers were for real. As Talon submitted to the superhuman pelvic thrusts of mankind’s new best friend, Miss Ha charged through the door. Clad smartly in her Seoul Airways uniform with perfectly applied make-up, neither Talon or Vlad would have guessed she just castrated some poor schmuck and pummeled him to death with his wife’s head. Talon spoke: “Join us you dog!” Miss Ha’s grin got wider. She charged the two naked beings in front of her. Vlad and Talon rolled in opposite directions. The stewardess leapt and fell on the bed in between them. In just under 15 seconds the Russian and the mercenary stripped Miss Ha naked. Talon went to work on Miss Ha’s groin with some provocative tongue action. Mankind’s new best friend went to work on her mouth and breasts with his tongue and all ten fingers. Soon, Miss Ha was yelling in ecstasy. As she screamed, Talon moved out of her groin allowing Ivan’s man organ, still erect, to slide into it. Miss Ha and Vlad screamed in unison. Talon laid next to them, drenched in sweat and out of breath. The satisfaction of Miss Ha, by Vlad, would go on for several minutes. Always the compassionate sort, Miss Ha also thought about her best friend. Her entire torso was thrust back and forth on Vlad’s bed; she reached out her right hand over to Talon and placed her hand over her friend’s breasts. Then, while massaging them, Vlad did his thing. Talon began to get her breath back. The mercenary was quite aroused again. In one violent and awkward move, she bounced up and collided with the orgasmic Miss Ha who was climaxing. Both ladies fell off the bed with Goh on top. Vlad, not desiring to let either gal get away, rolled over and landed on top of them. Now, with Talon sandwiched between them, Vlad and Miss Ha went to work on their submissive.

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Bumping, grinding, sliding, and thrusting… Miss Ha and Vlad made Talon Goh’s orgasm one in which she would feel the rest of her life. Her scream, no matter how hard she tried to suppress it, would ring in the duo’s ears for an awfully long time. Vlad could not believe his fortunes. Soon, Miss Ha would be his wife. Ever since the Korean stewardess attacked him, raped him, and pummeled him with a severed head in the elevator, he was hooked. Sure, there was a lot he did not know about this Asian vixen… but he was determined to make this vixen, the Vixen of Vladivostok. Vlad respected Miss Ha and believed respecting her privacy was vital to a good relationship. Sure, Miss Ha was carrying around a severed head. Sure, she used it to try to bludgeon him to death and, sure, every cop in Asia was after her… Sure, she too was the star of his favorite porn website. But hey! Everyone had secrets, and none of Miss Ha’s secrets were deal breakers. Mankind’s new best friend hadn’t put two and two together when he first met the stewardess. Afterall, he was being pummeled with the head of another stewardess. Soon, he recognized Miss Ha as the submissive porn star in his favorite show: The Perils of Miss Ha. Vlad wasn’t into porn but when he was surfing the internet trying to find blogs and sites displaying puppies playing with kittens (yes, Vlad had a soft side), the Miss Ha porn site came up. He intended to block it immediately, but the sight of Miss Ha’s face getting urinated on hooked him in. Now, he was engaged to her. Talon Goh was so sick of people asking her if they could rape the snot out of her. Her best friend Miss Ha needed a favor. Miss Ha believed that Vlad had been through so much over the past several days. The stewardess did not want him walking in and seeing her castrating a businessman and pummeling that businessman with the severed head of his wife. She did not want him to get the wrong idea about her. Turning to her best friend, Talon Goh, she asked for a small favor: keep Vlad occupied for an hour or two. Goh was so happy her bestie had found the man of her life. The mercenary agreed and would do anything called for to keep him in his room while the bloodshed occurred downstairs.

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Vlad missed Miss Ha so much while she went away, adorned in her stewardess outfit. The Korean explained to him that she had some administrative matters to tend to but would send a buddy of hers up to keep him company. Vlad was fine with this and fantasized that the friend would be the submissive from his second favorite porn show, The Perils of Talon Goh. Then… like magic, 60 seconds after Miss Ha left, Talon Goh walked in. “Can I rape the snot out of you?” Goh had heard this question so many times and had usually seriously injured the inquisitor. Being Miss Ha’s bestie, and having so much good will to the man who was making her so happy, Talon Goh responded: “What’s keeping you and why haven’t you torn my clothes off and shoved my panties in my mouth yet?” Thus, the two went at it. Vlad knew what he was doing. He bruised and caressed… he licked and scratched… he suffocated and aerated… and most of all he was perfect at administering pain, then, instantly administering ownership and orgasm. Talon Goh realized that her hostility to being a submissive was misplaced and made a mental note to try it again. The three sweaty, bruised, and bloodied beings were finally done. Each lay on the floor. None of them had enough strength to climb onto the bed. Talon and Miss Ha shared a VIRGINIA SLIM. Vlad puffed on a nonfiltered CAMEL. Miss Ha spoke the first words, these aimed to Talon Goh: “I told you you’d like him.” Goh was smiling. The fluids (man juices and saliva) were beginning to dry on her face and as they caked, it tickled. “Wow! Is he human?” Vlad was eager for more sex and to bring his bride back to his palatial estate 15 kilometers outside of Vladivostok: “When can we officially get married?” “Now! We need to hurry… Talon, you be the maid of honor… we don’t have time to get dressed, stand up, I’ll read you the vows.” Lee Samsung had kicked open Vlad’s door on the second floor of his funeral home/brothel. He intended to perform the wedding tomorrow, but plans changed. TG Double Edition

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Chapter 13: Northward During the winter, with almost no sunlight, Barrow, Alaska’s population sunk to 158 (139 men and 19 unfortunate women). Many of the town’s residents left for Honolulu or Seattle. The long period of night gave way to suicides and alcoholism. Two weeks from now the snowbirds would begin trickling back, with the sunlight. The reunions were usually joyous but this year, it would be horrific. Kuelan Herce strutted down the main street of Barrow. She was again clad in her tight red catsuit. The vixen was careful to straddle the puddles of human blood. Her shiny red hooker boots didn’t need to be polished so, Herce avoided the pools of Eskimo blood. This massacre only took an hour and forty minutes and as a result provided her with plenty to eat. The taste of humans was more pleasing to the Buddhist devil than malamutes or moose. The 19 women were all gathered in the Moose Lodge building where they were scrapbooking. Armed with a harpoon and a hunting knife, Kuelan Herce easily killed 17 of these unfortunates. A pair of them that the Eurasian found sultry were kept alive: after tying up Candace and Berkeley (two blondes originally from Los Angeles), Kuelan cut their clothes off, raped them, tortured them with her knife and some matches, and raped them again. Herce had been forced to swallow Rabbi-vomit and subsequently was done with men. Vicious and bloody lesbian rape was now her game… at least for a little while. The blood leaked out of the blonde beauties; they begged for Kuelan Herce to finish the job. Kuelan complied. Always the altruist, the vixen cut out their intestines, cooked them in the lodge’s kitchen, and packed them away in order to feed her rabbi prisoner. The men were just as easy. 138 brutes were huddled in the Elks Lodge* burping and farting. An M-4 rifle and three grenades finished them off. The conflagration that was the Elks Lodge heated up downtown Barrow a few degrees. The heat felt good on Kuelan Herce’s face. *To know more about the Elks Lodge click on the Interactive Icon. TG Double Edition

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Candace and Berkeley, the two former cheerleaders for UCLA, would be missed. Their love juices were still dripping down the Eurasian’s chin. Eating them was a pleasure for Kuelan. she would eat them in a more literal sense. The fire shined through the vixen’s hair and seemed to playfully bounce off her shiny catsuit. The sight gave the bound Kuupkik an erection of enormous proportion. Kuelan slowly strutted back to her dog sled which held her prisoner; she noticed his erection: “No way, you, fucking Rabbi dog!” The Eurasian was adamant, there would be absolutely no way at all this putrid Jew-Eskimo was going to lay another hand on her… and certainly, no way he was going to vomit on her again. Eating Candace and Berkeley’s love juices helped lessen the rabbi vomit taste that still haunted her taste buds. Still, Kuelan Herce knew she would taste that vomit until she successfully sacrificed the creep to those pesky Buddhist deities: “I hope your limbs are numb and gangrene ridden, you, fucking rabbi dog!” Kuupkik was only aroused by the vixen’s insults. The mad rabbi was assured by his deities that he would rape her again. “Fucking Chinese whore! Cut these ropes, strip, and hold your ankles, I’m gonna explore your anus before you eat my dick again,” said Kuupkik, paraphrasing an old Eskimo warchant. “Chinese! Fuck you! I’m not a fucking gook! How dare you!” Kuelan Herce’s retort only served to amuse her prisoner. Kuupkik was sure his verbal domination of the slut helped to arouse her. Herce was becoming nauseous and decided to shut up her prisoner. Still bound tightly with yellow nylon rope, Kuupkik wasn’t a threat. Kuelan hopped onto her sled and straddled her future sacrificial lamb. In her right hand was a big metal janitor’s bucket filled with the cooked innards of the two former UCLA cheerleaders. Not wanting to give Kuupkik the satisfaction of eating two blonde beauties, she was sure he would get off on that, she lied to him: “Here, you eat, bear meet.”

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Famished, Kuupkik obeyed. He chewed and swallowed quickly. Kuelan Herce fed him rapidly hoping he would choke. He didn’t. After eating all of what remained of the two UCLA beauties, Kuupkik let out a weak burp. “Now, drink!” Herce carefully poured the cheerleader blood at the bottom of the bucket into Kuupkik’s mouth: “Bear blood.” “Bear huh? Tasted like human!” Kuupkik had tasted enough fertile twenty something beauties to know what hot blondes tasted like. “You fucking dog rabbi,” Kuelan Herce was proud of her new insulting phrase, “that’s your last meal before I gut you!” “Strip now you Chink-slut and grab those ankles, here I come!” Kuupkik was being told by Amarak that he would rape Kuelan Herce in the next few minutes. Angata was whispering to him to make it vicious and probing, the Buddhist slut needed punishment. “You wish, you rabbi dog!” Kuelan Herce was almost amused by Kuupkik’s false sense of authority. She would have laughed at her prey, but the lingering odor of Eskimo vomit still emanated from her windpipe. Herce slid off her dog sled and began caressing her breasts through her tight cat-suit: “I bet you’d like a piece of me.” The vixen spit at the rabbi, but this only turned him on. “You’ll never…” The Eurasian didn’t finish the sentence as thousands of volts of electricity raced through her body. From the sky, Kuupkik heard Amarak scream: “Now!”

Chapter 14: Kiana Park Lee Samsung had the best whores in all of Seoul. After all, he paid the best. Serving men, and of late, women who desired deviant death and sex fantasies, the funeral home was a well-known brothel to Seoul’s elite. CEOs of Fortune 500 companies, high ranking politicians, and military generals all frequented his establishment.

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One customer in particular was a great Korean patriot, Seoul’s chief of police, Kim BooRyong, more familiarly known as Chief Boo. Chief Boo was a civil servant at heart with over 33 years in the Seoul Police Department. He was by no means a wealthy man. Still, he always had access to Samsung’s best whores. Samsung was a practical man and running a brothel successfully meant keeping the local police chief, in this case Chief Boo, happy. Thus, Chief Boo was always fixed up with the best whore Samsung Funeral and Cremation Services had to offer… Kiana Park. Kiana Park’s curse was that she was a hopeless nymphomaniac. Sex acts several times a day were her elixir. At one time she hosted and performed Korea’s top-rated morning aerobics show. Her gyrations and pulsations entertained horny men and adolescents every day at 7:00 am. The beauty always wore sultry and shiny aerobic leotards. She would moan and groan in ecstasy as the work-out routines played out on TV. Kiana Park met Lee Samsung as her show was being cancelled due to extra attention by South Korea’s Broadcasting Standards Board. Lee made her an offer to be his highest paid whore with freedom to create her own acts and get-ups. Keeping the Seoul Police uninterested in the activities of Samsung Funeral and Cremation Services was of paramount importance. Kiana Park and Lee agreed that keeping Chief Boo happy was a good way to do just that. Every month, always on the 15th, Kiana Park would spend three hours with Chief Boo. Chief Boo was most deviant and heavily into BDSM and suffocation. Kiana Park was also into these, and much more. Kiana Park would spend much of the three hours either hogtied or chained up. Chief Boo was very potent, and Kiana’s nymphomania would always be satisfied. He would always leave Kiana, after the threehour session, sweaty, slightly bruised, out of breath, and almost unconscious. Chief Boo was becoming suspicious. He always went to Samsung’s funeral home to meet Kiana. This time Kiana had contacted him. She claimed Mr. Samsung had a special treat for him.

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Lee Samsung was springing for a suite at a ritzy Seoul hotel overlooking the Han River. The timing of this perk is what made Chief Boo suspicious. The mayor and city council of Seoul had put intense pressure on him to find the sluts that blew up the Han Tower and killed most of the Seoul Airways executives. So far, the vixens were still at large. With the bloody escapes of Ellie Douglas and Talon Goh, the Seoul Police Department was under increased scrutiny. Whispers from City Hall, which Chief Boo heard, indicated an impatience with the department and the chief. Chief Boo’s men had searched everywhere in Seoul except for the protected Samsung Funeral and Cremation Services. As Chief Boo prepared to leave his office to go to the funeral home for his monthly visit, he made a mental note to snoop around a bit after he hogtied Kiana Park. Then, Kiana’s phone call came in, changing the plans for their tryst. Chief Boo saw through the deception. He drew up plans for the raid of the funeral home. This raid would occur the next morning. By sunup, Talon Goh and her cohorts would either be dead or in handcuffs. Kiana Park was waiting for Chief Boo when he rang the doorbell of the luxury suite. She was dressed in a leather push-up bra, her shiny black licorice (edible) panties and thigh high shiny black hooker boots. Summoned by the doorbell, Samsung’s lead whore grabbed a whip and strutted over to the double doors and opened one of them. When the doors opened, Chief Boo was a determined man. He needed information and he needed it quick. Whether she liked it or not, Kiana Park would spill all she knew about Talon Goh and her gang. A right cross from the burly chief connected with Kiana and sent her spinning to the floor. Chief Boo stepped inside; he slammed the door behind him. In a daze, Kiana Park became more excited. Boo pounced on her, picked up the whip that lay beside his favorite whore and twirled it around Kiana’s neck. Kiana’s wide eyes focused on the brute. Chief Boo tightened the whip, so Kiana was unable to breathe. Kiana’s eyes got wider as her nicely tanned skin on her face began turning a weird shade of blue.

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“You’ll answer my questions or die.” Chief Boo had no idea his intimidation tactics were viewed differently by the nymphomaniac community. As he loosened his grip on the whip, Kiana took in as much air as she could. “Now, tell me about Talon Goh, where is she?” “More, tighter this time! Do it! Tighter!” The dampness in Kiana’s groin was now melting her licorice panties. “Tighter!!! Now!!!” Chief Boo hadn’t expected this response. Confused but determined he wasn’t out of methods: “Let’s try this!” The chief let go of the whip. A half unconscious and out-of-breadth Kiana fell flat on her back on the floor. Chief Boo walked back toward the door, opened it and dragged in a duffel bag he had brought with him. The recovering whore began licking her lips. Looking very anxious and aroused, Kiana was frustrating Seoul’s police chief. “This should work,” Chief Boo was confident. He reached into the bag pulled out a black penis dildo that extended 14 inches. “Yes!” Kiana was excited. Chief Boo knelt down, wiped away oozing licorice and shoved the dildo up Kiana’s expectant vagina. After ten inches he sneered, “Talon Goh, where is she?” Kiana just moaned. “Fine,” with that, Chief Boo shoved the entire thing in. Kiana was in ecstasy. “More! Yes! Farther!” Kiana was shrieking. “Shit! What are you?” Chief Boo had expected to have the information by now. “Talon Goh! Where is that slut!”

Kiana Park wasn’t hearing the content of Chief Boo’s questions. She was in an extended state of sexual ecstasy. Occasionally through the haze she heard Chief Boo enunciating Talon Goh’s name. She wasn’t sure why he kept mentioning Talon’s name, but she often fantasized about being raped and bound by her.

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In fact, the mention of Talon Goh only served to heighten her sexual ecstasy: “Yes! Bring her in! Tell her to beat me and slap me!” Chief Boo was red-faced. This torture worked so well on other prostitutes. Every Tuesday the vice squad would give the sexiest whore arrested that week a chance at freedom. After arresting her, whoever she may be, she was told she would be prosecuted unless she subjected herself to an hour of torture. They always chose the torture and were always brough to Chief Boo’s office. The sadist looked at his watch and again down at Kiana Park. The whore was panting; her eyes beckoned the chief to return the dildo to her sticky groin. Chief Boo looked around the room and saw a sturdy steel frame had been set up for bondage and whipping. He grabbed Kiana by a handful of hair and dragged her to the frame. He put both her hands in chains and strung her up so only her tiptoes were touching the ground. “Where is she?” “Whip me, now!” Kiana Park needed satisfaction. The dildo had left her groin almost two full minutes ago. She needed more pain and humiliation and fast. “Nah, no whips.” Chief Boo didn’t want to resort to what he was about to do. Kiana Park was the loveliest being on the planet, but his job was at stake. He walked over to the duffel bag and pulled out a book of matches and a blow torch. He turned a knob and the torch began to hiss. He ignited it with one of the matches. With the lit torch, he slowly walked over to the unfortunate Kiana Park: “I have something else for your groin, slut!” Kiana Park’s days as top whore in all of Seoul ended as the lit torch was shoved up her vagina. “Where is Talon Goh?” Kiana Park’s screams eventually ended and, then, she sang. Chief Boo had what he needed and left the sultry nymphomaniac hanging in the luxury suite. With many of her insides charred, the former aerobics TV personality would expire 90 minutes later.

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Chapter 15: Mayor Rensselaer Sinclair Rensselaer Sinclair was elected as Barrow’s mayor many years ago. He didn’t want the job. After passing out on election day, opportunistic citizens, who also didn’t want to be mayor, put his name on make-shift ballots. He was unanimously elected, 414-0 over a blank space underneath his name on the ballot. Now, Mayor Rensselaer Sinclair, or Mayor Sin as he preferred, was making the best of a shitty situation. The husky half Eskimo half El Salvadoran, wrote Barrow’s budget and threatened the city council with death if they did not pass it. Written into the budget was an expenditure of a great amount of money, which ended up being 60% of the budget, for two administrative assistants of the mayor’s choosing. The high paying positions would serve the mayor any way he deemed necessary. Mayor Sin did a nationwide search and selected Berkeley and Candace, two UCLA cheerleaders. Very blonde and very tanned. Candace and Berkeley were attracted to the position by the high pay and Mayor Sin’s long and hard penis. Threesomes were their game. The duo even made up a cheer proclaiming it. Mayor Sin was very possessive of his blonde duo but did allow them to attend scrapbooking parties with the town’s women. Mayor Sin would often congratulate himself for creating high ranking jobs for women in Barrow. He was indeed progressive. Making the two blondes the highest paid citizens of Barrow proved it. He also was in touch with his Eskimo heritage. Sin often shunned modern conveniences brought to Barrow by the white man. Instead of a house, Mayor Sin dwelled in an igloo. Instead of modern plumbing, he still used an outhouse, or a hole cut into the ice to defecate. On this particular night the burly politician received the shock of his life. After vomiting and shitting in a nearby outhouse, he emerged to see his Elks Club in flames. No matter, the methane released by all the farting was an easy explanation for that. What bothered him more was the fate of The Moose Lodge and that of Candace and Berkeley. TG Double Edition

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All the women were skewered, but his two blondes were ripped apart. In a fit of anger Mayor Sin left the crime scene. He saw a mysterious dog sled parked at the end of the street and decided to head in its direction. Something was going on at the dogsled: a red goddess, a woman he needed to rape, was there yelling at some elderly prisoner. Grabbing an electric prod, which he commonly used on polar bears, the enraged Mayor continued over to the sled. The red goddess never saw him approach; Sin stuck his prod between her butt cheeks. The red goddess fell to the snow immediately. The misogynistic leader of Barrow wasted no time. He peeled off her shiny red catsuit, ripped off her panties and bra, and stuck his man organ far up into her vagina. His pelvic gyrations served to wake her out of the electric stupor. She woke to a massive brute raping the shit out of her and burping up SCHLITZ and chilidogs. She yelled, “Fucking gross!!!” Mayor Sin never liked his rape victims to talk. He slapped Kuelan Herce silly so that she returned to a state of half-conscious. After several minutes of pummeling and penetrating the red goddess, he got off her. Bruised and throbbing, Kuelan Herce struggled to get off the ground. Sin walked over to the bound prisoner and greeted the man: “Howdy partner, let me get these ropes off you.” The mayor was always eager to help the elderly and was especially proud of his new euthanasia edicts he imposed in Barrow. He loosened the ropes and freed Kuupkik. “There, who the hell is that woman in red?” Kuupkik was joyous as Amarok and Anguta had been true to their words. Kuupkik just smiled at Mayor Sin. The Eskimo Rabbi had no place in his divine game plan for civic leaders. As Mayor Sin turned from the dogsled and paced over to the red goddess, he contemplated raping her some more. What Mayor Sin did not see was Kuupkik slide off the dogsled and grab a machete off the side. The anxious malamutes all stared as they knew what was about to happen.

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Kuelan Herce saw Mayor Sin standing over her again. She prayed to Daichi Tengri to deliver her from this vile man. Herce didn’t see Kuupkik swing the machete but did see Mayor Sin’s head propel toward the heavens as a strong spurt of his warm blood sprayed her nude and bruised body. The biting cold temperatures that made her nipples rock hard gave way to a warming sensation. Fresh human blood dripped down her entire torso: “Gross!” she yelled. Mayor Sin’s body tipped over like a felled tree in the forest. “Shit!” The appearance of Kuupkik shocked Kuelan Herce. Still throbbing and bruised, she knew what was coming: “No!!!” Kuupkik needed to be obedient to the gods. Planting his seed into this demon was necessary. He leapt on his prey. His very erect man organ shot into Kuelan Herce and began pulsating, thrusting, and exploding. The ecstasy felt by Kuupkik on this particular conquest was having an effect on his dinner. Kuelan Herce again screamed in orgasmic ecstasy. Her mouth opened wide, again making a perfect circle. The unfortunate cheerleader duo was about to mete out some revenge. The innards of Candace and Berkeley were now on their way up. Kuupkik’s man organ was having a field day on the humiliated Kuelan Herce. The red vixen’s mouth opened wide in time for Kuupkik to projectile vomited cheerleader innards into it. As the cheerleader innards shot into Kuelan Herce’s mouth and down her windpipe and esophagus, Kuupkik passed out. Spitting up and coughing, Kuelan Herce’s first words after her latest humiliating defeat were: “Fucking gross!” The Eurasian beauty ignored her throbbing pain; she slid out from under the passed out Kuupkik. Next, she dragged him back to the sled and tied him up again. She used snow to clean herself off as best as she could. She, then, put her undies and red catsuit on again. No more time to waste: “Mush you bitches!” With that, her malamutes sprang into action pulling her sled onto the ice-covered Arctic Ocean due northward.

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Chapter 16: Good-bye Ellie Douglas Lee Samsung knew the gig was up. Kiana Park never returned from the luxury suite he booked. This could only mean one thing; Chief Boo was onto them and Kiana Park was no more. He tried not to think of how horrible Kiana’s last moments were. The funeral home director knew Chief Boo had ways of making people talk. At this moment 230 police vehicles, from squad cars and SWAT vans, to mobile command posts, were headed to Lee’s funeral home. In minutes a small war would commence. “Don’t worry, I got this!” Ellie Douglas had enjoyed getting to know her new buddies. Even the ditz Bri had grown on her. The Australian soldier knew what she had to do. “Here… take this too.” Lee handed Ellie a 50 caliber Gatling gun. Ellie smiled. Already armed with two M4 rifles, four CANIK 9 mm pistols, four GLOCK .40 caliber handguns, a hunting dagger, and several clips to reload each of those weapons, the Gatling gun made her smile. “Don’t tell them I’ve gone until you hear the shooting.” Ellie wasn’t into goodbyes and didn’t want to face her new friends. She knew she would shed tears and definitely didn’t want her new friends to see that. Talon, Miss Ha, and Bri wouldn’t let her go but going to face the enemy alone was the only way to save her new buddies. “Tell them I love them, and I will see them again.” Both Ellie and Lee knew there would never be a reunion. Both had tears in their eyes. “Okay, open the doors!” Lee opened the doors. The heavily armed Ellie Douglas ran into the street to face the entire Seoul police force. Twenty seconds later the shooting began.

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Chapter 17: Human No More No longer human. No longer female. Ingrid Ekland wasn’t even Ingrid Ekland anymore. What she had become didn’t yet have a name. A new species originally designed to replace human soldiers on the battlefield. She wasn’t supposed to be a new species. However, after a horrible fall in a mad-scientist’s laboratory in an arctic secret facility, a weird sequence of events was set into motion. The former nymphomaniac was now a male squid monster… or something like that. Well, perhaps it wasn’t a former nymphomaniac as it now had seven, pulsating, and eager male sex organs. These protruding appendages were hungry for warm places. How ironic the former Ingrid Ekland mused. At one time she constantly sought male sex organs for her orifices… now, she searched for places for her, or it’s male sex organs. Her first conquest was the Swedish nymphomaniac stewardess, Veronica. This conquest took place in an airplane latrine at 35,000 feet. Veronica was luscious and all Ingrid’s manorgans found orifices in her. Of course, Veronica didn’t survive this monster rape, nor did any of the other stewardesses, or female passengers, or even the airplane. By some miracle of aeronautics, the new squid monster survived the crash in northern Europe and crawled into the sea. The North Sea was boring, Ingrid swam northward. North of Russia, she arrived in the Arctic Ocean. After ripping apart a few whales, several polar bears, and hundreds of seals, the new monster arrived in the waters north of Alaska. Her new man-organs were growing quite demanding. Soon she would have to satisfy them. Erect and growing, the organs needed a human female to play in and soon. Ingrid continued swimming under the ice of the Arctic Ocean, hugging Alaska’s north coast. Finally, the nympho-squid-thing sensed a nubile babe. The vibrations on the ice were only part of Ingrid’s sensations. A heightened sense of smell indicated the babe was on top of the ice several miles north of the coast. TG Double Edition

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Ingrid could smell a nymphomaniac a thousand kilometers away. Whoever this babe was, she had obviously been with many men and shared many bodily fluids. Ingrid was excited. Never before had she (or it) smelled so many bodily fluids on just one person. Vomit, man juices, women juices, blood, sweat, and bone marrow all emanated strongly. From 50 meters down the new squid monster started surfacing. The plan would be simple… penetrate the ice, grab the babe and rape the shit out of her. It is what her, or its species did.

Chapter 18: The Bloody Sacrifice Still night, but the edge of the sky was brightening. Dozens of miles north of the Alaskan coast, Kuelan Herce, clad in her shiny red catsuit, pulled the reigns stopping her dogsled: “It is time! Finally!” She was sick cow-towing to those pathetic Buddhist deities. The vixen was especially tired of burping up the rabbi’s vomit. Kuupkik was still tied on the sled. He would stay there. He had proven to be too dangerous when unbound. No more rapes and no more vomit Kuelan Herce swore. “Let’s get this fucking over with.” Kuupkik looked unphased as he was sure Amarak and Anguta would not allow the Buddhist bitch to harm him. “Hey bitch, strip off that red suit and grab your ankles, here I come!” Kuupkik loved tormenting the Eurasian beauty. “Gross! Shut the fuck up!” Kuelan Herce had turned into the world’s biggest anti-Semite, anti-Eskimo, and anti-fucking Buddhist deity bigot. Her only regret was that she would not be able to plunge her ceremonial dagger into Daichi Tengri. After this sacrifice, the curse would be lifted. The Buddhist deities were such shits, condemning her to a centuries old curse. So, what if that Ming Dynasty slut committed suicide before she could rape and kill her. She still died. Same difference thought Kuelan Herce. Today it would all end.

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“Okay you piece of Eskimo crap, prepare to be sacrificed to the protectors of Kublai Khan!” Herce began. “Great protectors of Kublai Khan,” Kuelan Herce wasn’t sure of any specific mantra to accompany this ritual so she made one up. “To Bai-Ulgan and Esege Malon, creator of all Buddhist gods, I offer you this sacrifice.” The vixen seemed satisfied and smug at the beginning of her ad lib. Kuupkik burped; she continued. Raising a ceremonial dagger heavenward, she chanted some more: “To Ot, goddess of marriage! I offer this sacrifice to you for my eternal thanks that you didn’t make me marry a stupid Jew Eskimo.” So far so good, no lightning bolts or discipline came from the skies. “To Tung-ak, the patron god of tribal chiefs! I offer this sacrifice to you.” No need to elaborate here; Kuelan Herce had never seen the relevance of Tung-ak. “To Erling Khan, King of the Underworld! I offer this sacrifice to you!” Almost done, this last part of the mantra would be difficult to mouth as Herce had developed a bitter abhorrence for this last one. “To Daichi Tengri, the god of war! I sacrifice this enemy soldier to you!” There, she said it. The Eurasian vixen turned around and faced Kuupkik: “I know plunge this ceremonial dagger into the heart of the enemy who would have Buddhist lands invaded by the 12 tribes of Israel!” Or was it ten…? No matter, the vixen in red was on a roll. With both hands, Herce raised the dagger upward and smiled at the thought of being rid of the arrogant prick Daichi Tengri and the constant smell of rabbi vomit. Then, the unthinkable happened. Kuelan Herce began the downward descent of the dagger toward Kuupkik’s heart. Suddenly, a dozen reddish pink tentacles broke through the ice and grabbed the sled. Herce’s dagger never found Kuupkik. In a split second, the rabbi, the sled, and all the malamutes were pulled into the ocean below the broken ice. A red spray of blood shot up through the broken ice. Standing on a chunk of ice in the middle of the frozen ocean, Herce could only utter four words: “What the fuck! No!!!”

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Ingrid the squid monster was looking for the babe in red… the one emanating the odors of all those love fluids. In a fit of rage, she tore apart a bunch of dogs and some mangy old Jew. Where was the babe, Ingrid had some serious raping on her agenda. The squid didn’t have to wait long. Kuelan Herce was furious and unreasonable. As the night sky lingered over the ice brake on the Arctic Ocean, the red goddess dove into the dark drink below. The frigid water was warmed by fresh human and dog blood. Ingrid was pleased, her target was coming to her. With all her tentacles, she went after Kuelan Herce. The two tangled instantly; Ingrid’s tentacles easily ripped off Herce’s catsuit and, undies. For her part, unable to see anything in the dark ocean, Kuelan Herce, continuously swung her dagger back and forth, up and down. Though she hit her target, whatever that target was, Ingrid wasn’t bothered. Both beings were focused, too focused for their own good. All seven of Ingrid’s man organs went to work. With its tentacles wrapped around the Eurasian beauty, one organ found its way up Kuelan Herce’s vagina, one up her anus, one penetrated her oral cavity and down her throat, two were working their ways into her nostrils, and two were trying to work their ways into her ear canals. Kuelan Herce would have to work fast and she knew it. Whatever had hold of her was magnificent. The throbbing and pulsating going on inside her was miraculous, albeit disgusting. However, if the tentacles penetrated her skull any further, it would be lights out! Completely furious and determined not to walk the Earth forever smelling rabbi vomit, Kuelan Herce’s thrashes with the dagger were unending. After several penetrations by the dagger and slashes into the mysterious flesh of the former stewardess, the monster went limp. Kuelan Herce floated to the surface of the Arctic Ocean. She found the edge of the ice. The blood had kept the water warm, but the chill was fast returning. She gingerly pulled herself up onto the ice and slowly got to her feet. Whatever penetrated her was so glorious. TG Double Edition

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The naked vixen wondered if she could ever capture one alive. What a sight she was. Naked and shiny as the horizon brightened. Herce still had a severed and dripping tentacle hanging out of her anus and another one hanging out of her vagina. She thought about leaving them in; they still felt really good but wisely, she figured if the severed appendages began decomposing, infection could be spread. Therefore, she yanked both out. The only being ever to have come up against this new breed of monster, and have won, Herce showed her defiance. At the top of her lungs she screamed: “Daichi Tengri! You fucking shithead! I’m coming for you and your retarded compadres!” There was no way any Buddhist deity was going to bust on her for not completing her sacrifice of the Jew Eskimo. “You hear me! You fucking shits! I’m coming for you!” No more servitude to Buddhist deities, she thought. From here on, Kuelan Herce made up her mind. She would stalk and kill all the deities who screwed with her over the centuries, return to Asia, find the richest man near her birthplace in Vladivostok, marry him, and rule all of Asia and Europe with her viciousness and sex appeal. Herce was focused again. Naked, wet, and pumped up, the Eurasian vixen took the first step toward her new destination, Vladivostok.

Chapter 19: Marital Bliss “I am a virgin,” cried Irina Federov. Typical of the Russian slut. No one believed her virgin claims. After a cascade of humiliation, rapes, and torture, the former torturer wasn’t in possession of all her sanity. “Shut the fuck up, whore!” With that retort Gong Yoo shoved an electronic cattle prod up her anus. The Russian whimpered. Irina was relegated to her new status as Gong Yoo’s pet. Gong Yoo loved dogs but the Korean culture looked down on those beasts. Every time he took in a stray, some over eager neighbor would eat it.

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Hence the arrival of Irina. Nude, on all fours, and sporting a spiked dog collar, Irina was now forbidden to speak or look anyone directly in the eye. Lee went on with his short ceremony and quickly pronounced the nude Miss Ha and bare Russian billionaire Vlad, as husband and wife. Bri, clad in her familiar camouflaged toga then sang “Oh Promise Me.” Seeking another violent orgy, the naked Talon Goh attacked the couple after Bri’s solo. “Not now, we have to move,” Lee was quite insistent. The sound of gunfire and explosions outside had been going on for a full half hour. “Ellie!? Where’s Ellie.” Bri was almost in tears. She was the first to put two and two together. “Ellie! I have to go help Ellie!” “No! If any of you ladies go out there you will be shot before you get five meters.” Lee needed the ladies’ full attention. “We have to move, and we have to move now! Vlad, you wait here and when I return, I will drive you to the Russian embassy. You’re not wanted by the authorities, and you can get a diplomatic flight home.” Miss Ha began crying uncontrollably. She did not want her new husband to be separated from her. Lee continued: “My darling Miss Ha, don’t cry, I promise you that in a few days you and Vlad will be making love at his mansion near Vladivostok. Trust me, my dear!” Miss Ha did trust Lee. Lee added: “Gong Yoo and I… hey, Gong, the slut is urinating in the corner again!” Gong Yoo went over to Irina and kicked her in the gut before shoving the cattle prod into her groin. Lee concluded: “After Gong Yoo puts the Russian slut back in her cage, the two of us will pull up a hearse to the front. I need the three of you to get in the back. Do not worry about anything!” More explosions outside made Bri cry some more: “Oh Ellie!” TG Double Edition

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“Talon! Put on a bikini, I think the pink one will do just fine. Miss Ha, the lime green bikini suits your eyes the best. Bri, the shiny black bikini for you.” Lee needed to keep the gals focused, but all were worried about their friend Ellie. “Gong Yoo, when you pull up the hearse make sure the beach balls are also in the back.” Lee had thought this plan out and it was a wild one. “You three have ten minutes, and then we head north.” Bri’s crying became uncontrollable so, Talon Goh, still nude, took action: “Bri, before we put our bikinis on, why don’t you slap me silly and urinate on my face?” Bri’s crying slowed: “Really? Can I?” Talon was ever the altruist. She knew Bri’s happiness would benefit all of them during the escape: “Oh yes, make sure you punch me in the gut if I try to talk.” Bri sprung across the room and attacked the star of” The Perils of Talon Goh.” Eight minutes later Talon was a bit bruised, dripping urine and Bri was beaming with elation. Miss Ha had already slipped on her green string bikini and quickly helped Bri and Talon on with theirs. Miss Ha took charge here: “Okay ladies, let us head downstairs to the front door!” She glanced at Irina, who’s leash secured her to the bedpost, “Be sure to get a good kick in the gut on that Russian dog on your way out.” Before leaving the room, the three women gladly kicked Gong Yoo’s pet. Now alone in the room, Irina abandoned her familiar mantra, and began barking. Gong Yoo drove the hearse to the front door of the funeral home. On cue the three bikini clad ladies ran out the front door and into the back. As the explosions and gunfire continued a block south of the funeral home, Gong Yoo steered the hearse northward.

Chapter 20: The Sea Monster Captain Nikolai Tretiak had no reason to fear. The waters in the Sea of Japan were calm. Weather alerts reported fine weather all the way around. TG Double Edition

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Something was wrong. In the middle of the sea, equal distance from both Seoul and Tokyo, his listening equipment was monitoring Japanese and South Korean war vessels. South Korea’s navy had pulled back from Australia. Ever since the Koreans dropped 15 nuclear warheads on Australia, the fleet fled radioactive fallout. Australia was gone. Both navies were pre-occupied with missing ships. Japan had lost a destroyer and a submarine. Seoul had lost three submarines and a mine sweeper. In addition, every North Korean fishing (spy) ship was missing… every dam one! Captain Tretiak was spooked but was determined not to let his men sense his fear. The hold in the ship was almost full. After hauling in the next net, the ship would have its quota. Barring an empty net, the Xiangheilin-6 would be setting course for Vladivostok tonight, rich with fish and valuable intelligence on the Koreans and Japanese. From the deck below the spooked Captain heard yells of excitement. The last net was being pulled up. The exhausted deckhands knew its content was massive. Excited about going home after weeks at sea, the Russian crew were cheering and even singing. As the mechanical booms on deck pulled the net up, the entire crew walked over to the stern. They peered over the rail into the sea. The veteran captain still was unnerved, and the feeling of dread increased. From below the joyous cheers gave way to splashing and a chorus of “Nyet!” Captain Tretiak again looked down at the stern. This time, only four crewmen were there. Those four quickly turned around and ran toward the port side. They didn’t make it. From the wheelhouse, Tretiak was at a loss. His entire crew was either missing or, in the case of the four who tried to run, in pieces… many pieces. Tretiak picked up the mike for his radio but never got to send a ‘mayday’ message. 15 minutes later the Xiangheilin-6 changed course and began its voyage back to Vladivostok.

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Chapter 21: Daeseong-dong Daeseong-dong is a small farm community, technically in South Korea. This town touches the North Korean border. Pyongyang pays special attention to it. Under the United Nations (useless fucks, according to South Koreans) protection, Daeseong-dong had some rich and productive farms. Their land is most fertile. Because of its proximity to North Korea, the government of South Korea wanted it to maintain its population. To encourage farmers to remain and work in Daeseong-dong, South Korea’s government exempted their citizens from taxes and compulsory military service. Dwelling in that community wasn’t without risk. Across the border lay Kijong tong. Kijong tong, also called Peace Village by North Korea, was a huge productive collective farm/city on their side of the border. The two towns could easily see each. In the northern city, many watch towers existed to do just that. Looks can be deceiving. What really was happening in Kijong tong was of no mystery to the people of Daeseong-dong. No one actually lived in Kijong tong. The place was in fact a propaganda village, and a spy village. At any given time, Kijong tong was occupied by 15 or 20 North Korean soldiers… or thugs. The soldiers were out of sight of Pyongyang. This meant they could involve themselves with activities that were forbidden. Many of these soldiers had stacks of American and Japanese pornography magazines. The horny North Koreans who turned lights on and off a few times a day also kept close eyes on the goings on in Daeseong-dong. If a beautiful woman was seen, the soldiers would sneak across the border and abduct her. The soldiers either gang raped the poor woman or shipped her to Pyongyang for re-education. Babes sent to Pyongyang yielded these soldiers a nice bonus. On this particular day an unusual phenomenon occurred in Kijong tong. All 20 soldiers were crammed into two watch towers, each utilizing powerful binoculars. The young men were watching very carefully. TG Double Edition

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What they were watching caused them to drool and made their man organs very hard… so hard, they had no choice but massage them. While they were massaging their penises, the North Korean regiment in this phony village knew what they had to do. Meanwhile, a hundred yards south of the border with Kijong tong, Miss Ha in her lime green bikini, Bri in her shiny black bikini, and Talon Goh in her hot pink bikini were frolicking. They were batting two beachballs back and forth, hopping and giggling as they did. Every few minutes the three women would convene and rub suntan lotion all over each other. Their giggling could be heard for hundreds of yards: while the three bikini babes were frolicking, North Korean soldiers in distant watch towers ejaculated in their fatigues. The trio giggled some more. Bri jumped Talon Goh, ripped off her black bikini and slapped her silly. Miss Ha, seeing this, dove onto Bri and tried to rip off her black bikini. Pretty women were discouraged from visiting Daeseong-dong. Over the past three decades, several sultry South Korean actresses, filming movies up there, were abducted by North Korean troops. Today, history would repeat itself. 20 North Korean soldiers saw their chance. Noticing Bri was busy urinating on Talon Goh, Miss Ha was trying to put Bri’s bikini back on, and Talon Goh was looking for icepacks, the soldiers sprinted across the border. Talon barked out the first command: “Okay girls, get ready!” The 20 soldiers were fast and brutal. They had rehearsed this maneuver many times and executed it perfectly. Bri had six North Koreans on her, Miss Ha had seven, and Talon Goh had seven. The gals were pummeled and slapped. They each fell to the ground clad in their string bikinis. The three beauties had cloths soaked with chloroform shoved into their faces. They fell unconscious and would be out for an hour. In under 60 seconds the North Koreans hauled the sultry trio into North Korea. From 500 yards away, also using high-powered binoculars, Lee Samsung watched. TG Double Edition

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He was successful. He found a way to get the three fugitives out of South Korea. Besides, North Korea was closer to the Russian border and the babes needed to reach Vladivostok for safe haven. “Gong Yoo, my friend, they’re off. Now, let’s get back and feed the dog!” Gong Yoo started the hearse and drove southward.

Chapter 22: Peace Village 1.6 kilometers from their beach ball frolicking, and a few hundred meters into Kijong tong, the bikini trio began waking from their chloroform stupor. Out for about 60 minutes, the babes didn’t know how many times they were raped. Bri, the blonde, was raped by all twenty of the troops. Miss Ha and Talon Goh were each raped nine times. The 20 North Koreans all agreed they would keep these babes as love slaves and kill them before they were recalled to Pyongyang. Talon Goh woke; the North Koreans taunted her. They spit at her. They pummeled her mid-section. They even stuck broom sticks up her groin. The soldiers sensed she was the leader and the most dangerous. Three North Koreans grabbed Goh by the ankles and swung her against a wall. Two more picked her up; they each grabbed one of her legs, then, spread her legs apart. A burly and drooling soldier yelled: “Anal rape time, get in line!” Miss Ha was now fully aware. She put into motion their escape plan. The escape plan was intricate, far-fetched, and designed to get the trio out of North Korea into Russia. Once in Russia, Miss Ha would be in the arms of her new husband, Vlad. His vast wealth and gigantic manor would provide all three babes with safety. Miss Ha’s billionaire husband, could buy off any government, including Putin’s government. Money talked in Siberia, and the ladies could find permanent security there. In Korean, Miss Ha spoke. Bri cleared her voice. First Miss Ha barked: “We are here for the Moranbong tryouts!” TG Double Edition

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On cue, Bri sang at the top of her lungs in Korean, she was a fast learner:“We love our

supreme leader, La La La”

The soldiers froze as Bri continued.

“Socialism is our path and all workers share our joy, La La La”

Talon Goh was released inches before having her anus penetrated. The soldiers were on their knees singing along with Bri: “The factories sing with joy as our leader smiles upon

them.”

The North Koreans were now horrified. If these women were indeed here for Moranbong tryouts… well… they would be in big trouble. The leader, of course, is Kim Jong-un and he alone selected the women for North Korea’s only sanctioned pop band, Moranbong*. All the beauties in the group were personally interviewed by Kim Jong-un. He also insisted on approving their wardrobes and music. Every lady in the group was a knock-out. The gals all had an erotic purity, strong sense of patriotism, and a willingness to have deviant sex with high ranking members of the military. Miss Ha hated the particular song Bri was singing. The stewardess shushed her with a wide sweep of her arm. Bri obeyed, she didn’t like the song, either: “Can I sing ‘Oh Promise Me’ again?” “No!” Miss Ha had a script to deliver and was eager to get on with it, “Now listen here you perverts! Let my friend go!” Talon Goh crawled back to Bri and Miss Ha, bruised and sore. She was grateful that Miss Ha revived before over a dozen North Korean man organs penetrated her anus. Bri, Miss Ha, and Talon Goh, were soaked with semen and North Korean sweat: their bikinis were completely ruined and stained with man-juices. They were in the first-floor lobby of a phony elementary school the North Koreans used for briefings. “Take us to Pyongyang, now! We have an audience with Chairman Kim Jong-un!” *To know more about Moranbong click on the Interactive Icon. TG Double Edition

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The 20 soldiers scrambled; rape was the last activity on their minds. Within 60 seconds a military troop truck drove up to the school. All the soldiers climbed on board. The burly North Korean, who seemed to be the highest-ranking soldier, motioned for the ladies to follow him: “My name is Kim, I am an officer.” He was quite taken with Bri. He looked her straight in the eyes as he spoke to all three. Bri was on her game. With Miss Ha translating, Bri cooed to Kim, “Awwww, you’re so sweet. You are handsome, too! Can I ride in the front with you? Maybe we can even make a couple of stops and I can show you some really interesting oral sex. I will suck you in ways you never knew were possible.” Miss Ha almost gagged a few times but translated those words perfectly. Kim drooled profusely and viciously nodded his head. Bri giggled, then, told Talon Goh and Miss Ha: “You, ladies behave back there, go easy on those nice young boys!” Miss Ha and Talon Goh seductively smiled at the 19 soldiers they would be riding with in the back of the truck. They even peered into their groins. As much as Miss Ha wanted to vomit at the sight of the malnourished soldiers, she and Talon Goh acted seductive and aroused. After all, in 20 minutes, all the soldiers would die horribly. Bri, on the other hand, was happy at her new burly boyfriend. Kim was also in love and planned to grope Bri a lot during the drive to North Korea’s capital. As much as Bri desired to be raped and slapped by Kim some more, she would indeed go ahead with the original plan to murder him. “So sad,” Bri whispered in English as she smiled at Kim. The Brisbane Belle wondered if there was any hand sanitizer in the truck.

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Chapter 23: Wrangel Island Kuelan Herce was glad to be off that god-forsaken icebreaker. The Chukchi Sea was all ice, thick ice, and without a crew, she had to maneuver the vessel. On second thought, the Eurasian vixen thought she would have been better served if she hadn’t killed off every single crew member. All 180 of those pathetic souls. After her wrestling match with the amorous squid monster, the vixen was in no mood for intercourse. The monster, though monstrous, knew how to satisfy her. Since the violation, Kuelan Herce was satisfying herself with thoughts of its tentacles deeply penetrating all her orifices. The Arctic nature preserve of Russia (Wrangel Island) was dull. Most of the animals she would kill for food there were endangered. Endangered species always seemed to taste better, Kuelan Herce mused, and she did so like killing. With her dog team eaten by the former Swedish stewardess, she needed a way to continue westward and the only game in town was this icebreaker.

The 18,000 ton and 148-meter behemoth Arktika was the first vessel to ever reach the North Pole. Kuelan Herce didn’t care and when she waved to it, it gladly swept a little southward to pick her up. Looking better than anything above the Arctic Circle, clad in her shiny red catsuit and shiny red hooker boots, the vixen was a woman on a mission. She was an instant boost to morale. Immediately she began giving oral sex to any crewman who came within five meters of her. In a replay of Dawson City, Barrow, and Stebbins, Herce allowed the crew to manhandle her, peel off her catsuit, and seemingly gang rape her. After several climaxes, she had enough. The homicidal maniac in her came out; she grabbed a hunting knife used to skin bear and seals and went through the Russian Coast Guard like crap through a goose.

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This massacre took almost two hours. It ended on the bridge where she gave Captain Renko the best and most enduring blowjob anyone had ever received during mankind’s history. Alas, the poor captain was the last to have his neck slashed. This left the Arktika a ghost ship, heading west. With absolutely no idea how to steer or control a nuclearpowered icebreaker with two 180-ton reactors, Kuelan Herce was content to just enjoy the ride. Unable to stop the vessel or change its direction, she allowed the thing to plow head on into the east coast of Wrangel Island. The most protected nature preserve in the world now had a gargantuan nuclear-powered vessel leaking on its eastern shore. The ecological disaster would only take one week to wipe out every living thing on the island, including fauna. No time for tears, Kuelan Herce needed to get to Vladivostok and fast. The richest industrialist in the world was a handsome fellow named Vlad. The vixen was sure Vlad was going to marry her. Vlad did not know this yet, but he was the key to world domination. With billions of dollars and Euros at her disposal, Kuelan Herce would keep Vlad satisfied sexually while killing every last Buddhist, or anyone else that annoyed her. “Take that Kublai Khan and tell all your flunky deities they are toast!” Herce yelled this toward the heavens once an hour ever since she sliced up the former Swedish stewardess. As polar bears melted around her (they had lapped up reactor fluid on the beach), the vixen in red began strutting due south. Unbeknownst to her, Vlad’s very new wife was working her way north through the Koreas, also on her way to Vladivostok. Also unbeknownst to her, a former Finnish geneticist, turned squid monster, with a penchant for rape and planting his seed, was also heading to Vladivostok for a rendezvous with a mysterious Asian assassin/porn-star. The strait between Wrangel Island and mainland Siberia was a thick sheet of ice. The Arktika never made it there, crashing into the island instead.

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The vixen in red walked across the strait on her trek south, toward a most eventful gathering. While she was heading to her destiny, the eastern half of Wrangel Island emanated a dull green glow.

Chapter 24: Oral Sex and Murder Bri tilted her torso to face the soldier in the front of the truck: “My Kim! You’re so strong,” she cooed. Kim, who had taken a few English classes, was rock hard. The naked Bri moved closer to him. Kim was having a hard time concentrating on his driving. She, the Brisbane Belle, began petting him. She gently caressed his left side and chest. Kim thought he would explode. “I bet all the dolls in Moranbong want a piece of you.” Kim doubted this but he was ready to pull over and attack his new blonde friend. Bri was getting kinkier by the moment: “Hey Kim, can you see me showering with a few of those Moranbong chicks? We’d all be naked, wet, shiny, and lathery as we rub soap on each other?” Bri threw in some moans; Kim would not be able to control himself much longer. The Brisbane Belle needed for Kim to pull the truck over. Miss Ha and Talon Goh would do what they needed to do in the back of the truck, and she would take care of Kim. “After rubbing each other with soap, we would all kiss and dry each other off with towels.” Kim was certainly aroused, but Bri was also getting in the mood: “Do you know what my new fantasy is?” Bri was piling it on high and Kim almost didn’t want her to tell him. “I’m nude in a small hot tub with three of those Moranbong chicks, they’re nude too, and you come in with us. We all fight each other to see which one of us takes your swim trunks off.” Kim’s man organ had now busted the zipper on his camouflaged pants. TG Double Edition

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Kim had always prided himself on completing tasks without being distracted. He knew he would fail this time. Bri continued: “We would all pull each other’s hair and shove each other’s heads under the water.” Kim was determined not to be distracted from his goal, after all, Kim Jong-un favored punctuality. The last surviving Brisbane Belle was on a roll. She, herself, was getting wet in her groin: “Kim my sweet, have you ever had dreams like that?” The soldier couldn’t answer as he was doing the best he could to ignore Bri’s words. “Oh Kim-Kim, can I borrow two of your fingers, I promise I’ll dry them off before I give them back to you.” Silently, Kim cursed the day he decided to learn English. He was now groaning and sweating profusely. “You know Kim, where I come from in Australia, we have nymphomaniac aborigines. Did I tell you about a tour we took last year, you know before all that stuff happened? We went inland and toured the outback and I got separated from all the other Brisbane Belles and was gang raped by aborigines. Did I ever tell you about that? Do you want to hear about all they did to me and all they made me do for them? It was so dirty, and I was so ashamed. I have to tell someone, the humiliation and degradation was so intense, my therapist told me to talk about it.” That was it… Kim wanted to hear the story. “Why don’t you pull over for a few minutes, I’m going to need you to console me.” Bri began crying. While she was taking up residence in Kim’s head, Miss Ha and Talon Goh were hard at work on the 19 North Korean Moranbong fans in the back of the truck. Knowing Bri would soon have Kim pull the truck over, the sultry Asian duo went to work. The man fluids and sweat had dried on the gals; the pair glistened nicely for the men. Naked and not afraid, Miss Ha and Talon Goh stared right back at their fawning and drooling admirers.

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They licked their lips and moaned softly. All 19 of their fellow passengers were eager to rape them again; the vixens knew it. Talon Goh spoke first in Korean: “Oh Miss Ha, you’re so dirty… why don’t you let me clean you off.” “Oh, Talon my sweet, yes, please, clean me and clean me good,” both women were only half acting and had often admired how beautiful each other was. Talon Goh licked her hands and began rubbing both on Miss Ha’s torso. The moist hands served to remoisten her skin and allowed Talon to rub off some of the caked on sweat and other fluids. “That’s it, Miss Ha, you have such beautiful skin, I’ll be gentle here!” Talon’s hands found their way up Miss Ha’s torso so she was fondling both of the Seoul Airways stewardess’ breasts. Miss Ha moaned: “Oh yes, please, rub harder… harder! Hurt me and keep rubbing!” The 19 soldiers were drooling and totally mesmerized. “Ah! Yes! Harder! Now, my groin… do it!... my groin, now!” “I can’t reach your groin, Miss Ha.” Both Miss Ha and Talon Goh were enjoying themselves. The amorous pair made mental notes to repeat this routine once they reached Vladivostok. The truck slowed and parked by the side of the road. Talon Goh remembered her cue: “I can’t reach your groin, Miss Ha… can you, gentlemen, give me a hand, we need to rub Miss Ha’s groin?!” “Inside my groin! I need the inside of my cunt massaged; I need it now!” Miss Ha added to the request. The 19 chivalrous Korean soldiers charged at the pair, pushed Talon Goh out of the way and serviced the stewardess turned deadly vixen. In the front of the truck, Kim pulled the vehicle to the side of the road and parked in a mud puddle. He was ready to console Bri.

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“They grabbed me, they pawed at me and I couldn’t get away…” Bri was enjoying her story/fantasy and Kim was eager to put his arms around her. “Then, one pygmy grabbed one of my legs, another pygmy grabbed the other one and they pulled and pulled; my legs were spread so far apart, it hurt so much.” “Wait!” Kim really was paying attention, “I thought you said they were aborigines.” Bri was on a roll; she didn’t appreciate the interruption: “What the fuck is the difference! I was on the ground and my legs were spread wide open. The two pygmies, or aborigines, or whatever the fuck they were, started spitting at my groin and the little chief showed up…” Bri had to remind herself she had a specific job to do and getting off on her deviant fantasy wasn’t it. Kim was entranced. He embraced the victimized Brisbane Belle. “Hold me, Kim! I’m traumatized.” Bri long ago noticed the combat dagger strapped to Kim’s belt. As the Brisbane Belle bellowed with dramatic sobbing, Kim cooed into her ears: “Hush, my sweet!” Bri lifted the dagger from its holster. “I’m here now, no pygmy, er… aborigine will ever harm….” Those were Kim’s last words on this side of eternity. The burly Korean patriot bled profusely out of his new neck wound. He keeled over onto the floor boards in the front of the truck. Kim’s warm blood felt so good on Bri’s body; it excited her. Still holding the now bloodsoaked dagger she continued her story: “The chief, I think his name was Kamayamaya, Chief Kamayamaya had this long totem pole thing carved like a penis. It must have been four feet long and the pygmies kept my legs spread and…” As Bri bathed in Kim’s blood, 19 horny North Korean soldiers were worked up into a frenzy attempting to shove their hands up Miss Ha’s groin: “One at a time boys, okay, maybe two at a time then…” Miss Ha wanted to be accommodating, after all, these soldiers were seconds away from dying horribly.

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Just like that mangy squid monster that tormented her in Brisbane, the 19 soldiers discarded Talon Goh off to the back of the truck. Even before Kim pulled away from that school in the transport truck, the Asian vixen noticed the rusty machete on the inside wall of the truck. Miss Ha moaned. She moaned a lot and Talon Goh nonchalantly pulled off the machete. 19 soldiers tried cramming into the stewardess, Talon Goh began swinging. She swung like a mad woman taking out a lifetime worth of frustrations. She thought of that squid thing that raped her. She thought of the drooling mutants that raped her. She thought of the Swedish stewardesses that pissed on her face and the nymphomaniac podiatrist that kept her in bondage… She thought of that White Silk Scotch spokesmodel that humiliated her, those nuns and priests who raped and tortured her… yep, Talon Goh was back and would show no mercy. Severed arms and heads flew. Blood sprayed. Castrations abounded, and within two minutes Goh came back down to equilibrium. Miss Ha’s soft voice cooed: “Talon dear, it’s me, Miss Ha. Talon my sweet, it is okay, we’re fine!” Talon Goh, completely covered in North Korean blood looked at Miss Ha who was holding two North Korean penises: “Miss Ha?” She began to cry uncontrollably. Miss Ha lunged for her friend and embraced her. She hugged tight. Talon Goh cried for a few more minutes. “There, there my love, it’s okay. We’ll get to Vladivostok and there will be no more suffering, no more pain, no more gang rapes and humiliations… that is, of course, unless you’re the one doing them.” Talon Goh knew she needed to have her A-game back as the next 24 hours was going to be the most difficult part of their escape plan. “Now, should we go get Bri? I can hear her up front, something about a pygmy dildo, let’s go see what that is all about.” The two blood splattered beauties had to be careful getting out of the truck. Loose intestines and other internal organs littered its floor.

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Miss Ha, now holding Talon’s hand, led her to the front cab. They were both eager to see their friend. The Brisbane Belle did not see her pals’ approach. They appeared at the driver’s side window. Miss Ha and Talon peered in. They saw Bri was rapidly massaging her groin with her right hand and fondling her left breast with her left hand while screaming: “Yes chief! I’ve been bad! Sacrifice me! I’m yours. Shove it in all the way!” Both Asian beauties made a mental note to ask Bri, at a later date, about this particular fantasy.

Chapter 25: Billings A godforsaken shithole! Sergei Kulenko had actually volunteered for this duty. His twoyear assignment put him dead center in the town of Billings, on the north coast of Siberia. Standing at the seashore, if he looked left, he would cast his eyes upon the Chukchi Sea. If he took a glimpse to his right, he would be viewing the East Siberian Sea. Still, Billings was a shithole! Of course, all of Siberia was a shithole. The burly Russian stood six foot seven. His muscular frame had him tipping the scales at 230 pounds. The 45-year-old beast of a man was indeed a beast, especially to women. In Vladivostok he had raped seven foreign businesswomen. He stayed away from the Russian ladies as they all had moles on their faces with a hair growing out of it. Because the women were foreign, the police were investigating. Sergei needed sex. He also needed beautiful women to beg him for their lives. By day, the fiend was a meteorologist. In that capacity he studied jet streams and water temperatures at different weather stations around Russia. By night? Well, he became monster-man, or so he was dubbed by the local press in Vladivostok. His latest kill was Anna Gruner, a Berlin cosmetics industry executive. While taking a luxury bath in her luxury hotel suite, she met the monster. Sergei kicked in her door, charged into her bathroom, dove into her tub, and almost drowned the German beauty. Just before Gruner lost conscious, he pulled her out of the tub. TG Double Edition

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The wet babe was then dragged by her long blonde hair into the bedroom. Sergei threw her naked body onto the bed. He was on her instantly. In maniacal fashion, he pummeled her. The brute was careful to keep her conscious. Sergei was merciless and repeatedly screamed: “Slut!” to his prey. Anna, horrified, could only whimper: “Please, no!” “Please, no!” was a standard response from his victims. Anna kept whimpering. Sergei ordered her to say it louder. Now naked (both he and Anna), Sergei propped Anna up and told her if she wanted to live, she would have to give him oral sex and keep begging. She did. After satisfying Sergei, Anna, coughing up Russian semen, again pleaded for her life. Sergei raped her anally, traditionally and ordered the German to give him oral sex again. After this ordeal Anna had lost the ability to process Sergei’s orders. Sergei pummeled her sultry face dozens of times. Finally, the German beauty’s cranium caved into her frontal lobe, thus killing her. Anna was a real doll. Her picture was posted all over the paper… the before rape pictures. The police had called in help from Moscow, so Sergei realized he needed to flee. Fortunately, the giant Russian was a top-notch meteorologist and when he applied for the Billings station, he got it. Sergei needed to rape again. He needed a beautiful damsel to beg for her life in front of him. The monster was about to explode. Then, he saw something. Peering out of his meteorological shack, he spotted smoke coming from the seashore, about 200 meters to his north. Kuelan Herce felt her equilibrium had returned. The rapes she endured from the octogenarian rabbi and, then, the probing squid-thing, had caused her to feel vulnerable and uncertain. The Eurasian beauty was totally dominated and abused in both instances. To her uneasiness, the rapes provided much satisfaction to her.

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Of late, just before falling asleep, Kuelan Herce would satisfy herself fantasizing about these rapes. Now she was focused. Heterosexual sex only, and with men who were up to the task. In less than a week she would arrive in Vladivostok, commandeer Vlad, marry him, and have unlimited deviant sex. She knew Vlad would like this, after all, he would never find a gal who looked like her in Russia. Together, with his billions, and her deviances, they’d rule the world. For now, the vixen, clad in her shiny red catsuit and shiny red hooker boots, knelt on Russia’s north coast. The campfire she made was burning very well. The vixen made a pit in the permafrost and bordered it with whale bones. Also, with whale bones, she made a neat rotisserie device in which she cooked reindeer torso on the fire. She had slaughtered 15 reindeer at the coast, two for food and 13 just because she liked killing living things. The tight catsuit made Kuelan Herce feel good. She began tensing her buttocks so anyone behind her would be instantly seduced. She needed vicious heterosexual intercourse and she needed it fast. Hopefully, the beast sneaking (or trying to sneak) up behind her would provide it. She was becoming moist in her groin imagining the fiend grabbing her, ripping off her catsuit, stringing her up, torturing her, and raping her. Her left hand moved toward her beckoning groin and she whispered: “Hurry up, you, fucking Russian!” The fucking Russian had no clue his prey was waiting for him. He wouldn’t find this out until it was too late. Sergei was within two meters of Herce; he sprang and drove the Eurasian’s head into the snow. Then, he slammed it several times. Without any effort, the Russian moved one arm over Herce’s left shoulder and the other one between her legs. He picked her up and body slammed her. He repeated this wrestling move three times. The monster meteorologist didn’t know Kuelan Herce had already started her orgasm. He kicked the right ribcage of his prey and knocked the breath out of her. Sergei couldn’t believe his luck; some Eurasian babe had ended up on his doorstep.

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He grabbed her long black hair and dragged the semi-conscious vixen back to his meteorological shack. Sergei surveyed his prey and noted that the red catsuit and hooker boots would fit his rubber sex doll. The misogynist carefully removed them from the limp Kuelan Herce. He did the same with her red panties and bra. Now, totally nude, Herce appeared to be at Sergei’s mercy. “Beg, you slut!” Sergei needed this bad. Herce thought, “Oh, one of those,” then, out loud, she said, “Please master, don’t hurt me, I’ll do anything, please!” There, she thought, he should like that. Sergei was now in ecstasy, “Finally”, he thought, “a woman who knew how to get with the program”. “I’ll do anything, just please, don’t hurt me!” Kuelan Herce tried not to sound bored with this mantra but it seemed to extend the size of the brute’s dick… and she needed a big dick in her, fast. “Spread your legs, cunt!” Sergei loved being in command. Not realizing he was hardly in command, Kuelan Herce spread her legs and continued begging for her life. Sergei wasted no time. He too was naked fell on his Eurasian prey. His tongue invaded her mouth, his man organ invaded her groin and travelled upward. The meteorologist’s penis traveled so far upward, that Herce let out the loudest high-pitched scream she had ever mustered. Sergei’s pelvic thrusts caused Kuelan Herce intense pain, and she loved it. “Keep begging, cunt!” “Oh please, don’t stop… I mean, don’t kill me!” Kuelan Herce had to keep reminding herself to make this look realistic. After 30 more pelvic thrusts, Sergei shot his load into Herce. His man organ slowly began decreasing. “What the fuck! Is that fucking all!” Kuelan Herce needed more. “Why don’t you pop some of those little blue pills, you, amateur?!”

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Herce was mad. She needed several more minutes of humiliation and orgasm and this puke wasn’t up to the task. “Is there a geriatric home nearby, I need to find a real man!?” Not used to being scolded and humiliated by his prey, Sergei decided to end the ordeal now. He’d dress up his inflatable doll in the catsuit and boots and continue the fantasy later. Now sitting up, but still straddling the Eurasian, he brought both his hands together, raised them over his head with the intention of busting in the vixen’s skull. “You’re done asshole!” angry and unsatisfied, Kuelan Herce shoved the palm of her right hand upward into the nose of the Russian brute. The nose cartilage was pushed into Sergei’s brain; he died immediately, as his hands were still raised above his head. His heavy frame fell on Herce, pinning her to the floor. With much struggle the Eurasian babe was able to slide out from underneath her prey. On the far wall she spotted a radio. She rolled over to that wall and grabbed the tubular microphone. Instead of talking into it, she shoved it up her groin to finish the job Sergei couldn’t. Out of breadth and sweating profusely, Kuelan Herce got back to her original goal: get to Vladivostok, marry Vlad, and rule the world. Having scouted out this meteorological station last night, she was able to glean a lot of relevant intelligence. There was no sneaking into it with the alarm system and locks, but through the window she spotted a spare set of keys for a LAND ROVER. All she would have to do is wait for the next shift to arrive at work, unlock the place and, then, come out and get her. Easy! Herce slowly put her undies back on, then her catsuit, then her hooker boots. Still bruised and aching, she limped over to the LAND ROVER keys and looked down at Sergei’s corpse: “I’m just going to borrow these, dear.” Sergei’s corpse did not respond. With his silent permission, Kuelan Herce left the cabin’s door open so the wolves could feed and departed. The Eurasian left the meteorological station and Billings. Southward, she went.

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Chapter 26: Pyongyang Miss Ha was anxious to meet up with her new husband. Lee Samsung had assured her that Vlad would be safer travelling legally back to Vladivostok, instead of with three international fugitives across perilous borders. North Korea creeped her out. This was the land which tortured and imprisoned her grandfather. Vladivostok would have to wait just a little longer. In Miss Ha’s world, at least her new world, revenge and vengeance continually beckoned. Her two best friends Bri and Talon Goh had helped her wipe out a North Korean army unit. The trio seemed to have a lot of fun doing it. She never dreamed her two friends would also volunteer to assist in her next endeavor… wipe out Moranbong and deflate the morale of all North Korean citizens. “We’re in!” Talon Goh was adamant. Bri profusely nodded her head. “We’ll dissect and spread their entrails all over the streets of Pyongyang.” Miss Ha began to cry. Never had she had such dear friends like Talon and Bri. “Then off to Tokyo to do the same to Shonen Knife,” Bri added excitedly. “No!” Miss Ha and Talon Goh answered in unison. Dejectedly, Bri sulked: “Okay, fine.” Miss Ha took a tender tone as Bri tended to be sensitive: “That’s okay, my love. Maybe Shonen Knife in a few months, but surely you can understand my desire to be with my new husband, and in his arms, as soon as possible.” Bri’s sulking turned into a loving demeanor: “Oh! So sweet! Yes! Yes! Pyongyang now, and then in a few months… Tokyo!” Miss Ha and Talon Goh giggled. They both embraced their blonde friend; their naked bodies rubbed against each other and Goh realized they should find some clothes: “Hey, I know they are all stained with blood, but we can salvage some of them and make some nice camouflaged get ups.” Miss Ha and Bri, who surveyed the soldier corpses, nodded. TG Double Edition

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90 minutes later, with some makeshift needles and thread, all three beauties were clad in very tight, blood-stained military get ups. Talon Goh took charge: “Each of you grab a machete, a rifle, a handgun, and two grenades… wait… Bri, only one grenade for you.” “I want two grenades! If Miss Ha gets two, I want two!” Bri was inflexible. Talon Goh knew Bri was the more impulsive. Since there were only five grenades to go around, it might be best to limit her to one. Miss Ha had learned to work with Bri and keep her calm: “My dear Bri, you have the best aim and the best skill with a machete. For the safety of Talon and I, do you mind if we each carry a second grenade?” Bri bit, “Ohhhh! Yes of course. But when we go to Tokyo to annihilate Shonen Knife, I want two grenades.” Miss Ha gave her a tender smile: “Of course, my love. Thank you.” Talon Goh continued: “We have a 150-kilometer drive that will take three and a half hours. We should be in Pyongyang in time for their concert.” Both Bri and Miss Ha wondered how she knew that but figured it was best not to ask. Goh was very familiar with Pyongyang. She even had the underground subway and sewer routes memorized. Four years ago, the mercenary was paid one-million U.S. dollars to assassinate one of Kim Jong-un’s mistresses. The sultry South Korean actress paid a monthly visit to the dictator. Shin Ye-jin would be smuggled into North Korea once a month and she would have deviant BDSM sex with the little leader. Always clad in leather and carrying a whip, Shin would start out as the dominatrix and eventually allow Kimmy (as she called him) to overpower her and tie her up. Shin didn’t mind being bruised and bitten. Ladies like her were hard to find. Unfortunately for Shin, a sultry Hong Kong actress, Vivian Lau was jealous. Vivian was accustomed to monthly checks from the dictator for her sexual services. When Kim Jong-un stopped summoning her, she hired a private detective in Seoul. This detective specialized in all matters Pyongyang. He found out why.

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The private eye reported back; The dictator had found another actress that floated his boat… and dick. Vivian, a very jealous woman, decided that Shin would have to die, and die horribly. Vivian’s Hong Kong intelligence buddies informed her that the best woman for the job was a mercenary named Talon Goh. Before her failures in Brisbane and before her days as an international porn star, Talon Goh had the reputation as a mercenary for hire who never failed. Vivian summoned her. In her Hong Kong penthouse, she was instantly taken with Talon Goh… Goh was used to this. “Talon Goh,” Vivian ogled her while licking her lips. Goh was wearing a black leather and very tight cocktail dress. “I was going to offer you a half million U.S. dollars to kill a Korean actress.” Talon Goh accepted right away but Vivian held up her right hand: “I will change the offer!” Vivian continued licking her lips. She was clad only in a white silk robe. “I will make it a million U.S. dollars, if you slap me around and rape the snot out of me.” Talon Goh complied, again, she was used to offers like this. Men and women always found her hard to resist. Goh was on Vivian instantly; she threw the Hong Kong beauty across the room, pulled Vivian’s silk robe off and tore it into strips. With these strips, she hogtied the Hong Kong actress, then, ripped off her own panties and shoved them in Vivian’s mouth. The mercenary grabbed Vivian’s long black hair and dragged her into the bedroom. After cutting the silk ties, she tied the four limbs of the actress to different bedposts. Talon Goh shoved her fingers into the jealous actress’ groin. Vivian moaned; she was helpless. Talon tortured and raped her for the next two hours. “Give me two weeks and Shin will be in pieces, take my word for it.” Talon Goh was putting her cocktail dress back on and Vivian was catching her breath. “I want her to suffer!” Vivian was obstinate.

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“She will.” Talon was looking forward to torturing a sultry movie actress… something about torturing beautiful actresses just brightened up Talon’s days. Under phony papers Talon Goh caught a flight from Shanghai into Pyongyang. Under the name Jade Xu, she checked into the same luxury hotel that Shin stayed at. The rest was easy. With a week until Shin’s arrival, Jade Xu studied the sewers and subway tunnels, plotting her escape. Then she arrived, the beautiful and sultry Shin Ye-jin. Glowing and dressed to the hilts, her skintight suede dress highlighted her buttocks and breasts. With 15 bags, seven bellhops assisted her to a suite. She tipped each one handsomely and when they departed, she ran a hot bath in her luxury bathroom. The huge tub would take more than 15 minutes to fill up. Shin found a floor to ceiling mirror near her king-sized bed. The mistress/actress loved admiring herself in the mirror. Since she was not going to see Kimmy until after midnight, Shin had time to satisfy herself. Shin’s hand began caressing her entire torso and breasts through her tight dress. Soft moans emanated from her mouth. Shin’s tongue began licking her lips. Shin’s eyes were shut but she decided to open them to catch a glimpse of herself, aroused and moist. The actress’ first sight was of her nipples protruding through the tight dress. The sultry mistress then noticed something else… a leather clad vixen standing just behind her. “Who the fuck are you!?” Shin was startled and angry. Talon Goh was fast. She shoved Shin’s head into the mirror, shattering it. The impact caused a deep gash on Shin’s forehead and one on her left cheek. “My face! Look what you did to my face!” Shin was incensed and angry at the plastic surgery she would need. “You fucking…” Shin never got the word “cunt” out as Talon picked her up and flung her against an opposite wall. The impact caused the mountain landscaping paintings to fall to the floor.

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Shin was stunned but very conscious. Talon spoke: “If you want to live, get that dress off… now!” Talon Goh was lying, of course, Shin would not live. Not knowing this, Shin undid a hidden zipper and peeled off her tight suede dress. Wearing no stockings, just a shiny white thong and thin laced bra, Talon realized this afternoon was going to be fun. Shin began to shake, oblivious to the blood pouring from her head, down her shoulders, breasts and torso. The actress also began crying. Goh was turned on. She felt sorry for the pathetic actress. Still, a million U.S. dollars was hard to pass up. She also knew Vivian wanted Shin to suffer. This was, of course, nothing personal against Shin, as far as Talon Goh was concerned; just business. The actress was paralyzed with fright. Goh moved in and injected her with a Haitian voodoo drug. Shin was now legitimately paralyzed but still very aware and cognizant with all her senses. The drug took effect immediately. Talon Goh cut off Shin’s bra and panties. Only Shin’s eyes could move, and they were filled with tears. “This is from Vivian, oh yeah, she says: Burn! You, motherfucking bitch!” Goh lit the blow torch and began on Shin’s toes. 25 minutes later, Shin was still alive though every ounce of skin she had was burned off or bubbling. “Still alive, huh?” The smell was unbearable, so Talon decided to end it. She walked over to the bar, grabbed an icepick and walked back. “Vivian says she’ll see you in hell, whore!” With that, the mercenary slid the icepick into Shin’s left ear, or what was left of it, and pierced her brain. Finally, Shin died. The smoke detectors finally screamed and Goh escaped into the sewers. “We’re here! Pyongyang!” Bri’s words snapped Talon Goh back into the present. Bri was driving and followed the signs nicely. “Use that exit for the concert hall.” Talon was ready. She felt sorry for the ladies of Moranbong, in 20 minutes, they would all die horribly.

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Chapter 27: Moranbong Lily was aglow with joy. The 24-year-old Moranbong member had been in the percussion row since she made Moranbong. Drums, a little piano, and marimba… she was having a blast. Usually, she was clad in the standard feminized shiny white, more than slightly tight, military costume approved by the great leader. Over the last 18 months she had dated captains and an occasional colonel. They liked her a lot. She was very adept with her fingertips. Her ultimate dream was to be in the front row, among the other percussionists. When her buddy, also named Lily, came down with laryngitis, her prayers were answered. That is, her prayers to Kim Jong-un, of course. For the first time since making Moranbong, Lily would don a glamorous white sequins gown. This gown would allow her bare left shoulder to seduce the fans. The garment also warmly hugged her impressive, but still classy breasts. Her short hair and make-up complimented her dress which hinted at both royalty and eroticism. This would surely speak to the man organs of generals, not just captains and colonels. Lily held the rank of lieutenant. All Moranbong ladies (20 of them) hold official military rank. If all went well today, she would surely make captain. Lily finished her makeup. She looked at herself in the dressing room mirror. She looked good; the new percussionist licked her lips with approval. For extra measure she heaved her chest out just a bit to see if she could get her nipples to appear through the gown. Yep… oh those generals would love her! With all the excitement, and smell of make-up and estrogen, Lily began to feel light-headed. “No, not now,” she whispered to herself. In need of fresh air, or at least air devoid of makeup smell, she strutted out of the dressing room of the great arena hall. While she was entering the long hallway that would eventually lead to the stage of the performance, Lily breathed easier. She took several deep breaths and felt better. TG Double Edition

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She heaved her chest out once more and felt her nipples with her right hand. “Yep, those generals are in for a treat,” she thought again. “This is for my grandfather, you, Communist gook!” Lily never saw the intruder, a Korean woman wearing bloody fatigues, approach. Lily’s last mortal thought was that this woman resembled the star of her favorite porn show, The Perils of Miss Ha. A machete rapidly arced toward Lily’s neck. The steamy percussionist never saw it, and never felt any pain. Lily’s head flew through the air. Blood spurted out of her neck and covered Miss Ha. Miss Ha loved the feel of the warm liquid that showered on her. Always a master accessorizer, Miss Ha felt sad the beautiful white sequins gown in front of her would be stained beyond repair. “19 to go, let’s get ’em!” Miss Ha’s command was met with enthusiasm from her two best friends. The double doors of Moranbong’s dressing room flew open, and Talon Goh led the invasion. The trio burst into the dressing room. Bri, Goh and Miss Ha were careful not to slip in the massive puddles of Lily’s blood. Six percussionists who were getting ready to walk into the hallway to wish Lily luck, were just a meter inside the door. They never got a chance to scream. Bri, Talon Goh, and Miss Ha each offed two of them with their machetes. It was Bri’s turn: “14 to go!” Talon corrected her: “13!” “Okay fine!” Bri had that dejected tone again and Miss Ha sprang to action. “Bri’s right, it’s 14!” she shot a look to Talon as if to say, “just go with it.” Bri stuck her tongue out at Talon Goh, who merely rolled her eyes. Five of the percussionists in sequins gowns like Lily’s were next. Now, they were screaming. There was a blue gown, a yellow gown, a maroon gown, a fuchsia gown, and a black gown. Four of the women were captains and the one in the black gown was a colonel. Each of the invaders drew their handguns and fired. TG Double Edition

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A total of 36 rounds were fired. Most of the rounds ended up inside the skulls of the captains and colonel. The remaining eight ladies, not yet dressed, scattered to the ends of the room. They were clad in white panties and bras. Talon Goh gave the last order of this phase of the mission: “Okay Bri, you first!” Bri pulled the pin on her grenade and rolled it to a corner where four underwear clad ladies were huddled and crying. Miss Ha pulled the pin of one of her grenades and rolled it into another corner. The trio immediately backed out of the dressing room, careful not to slip on Lily’s blood. They never had to come more than three meters into the dressing room. The two booms ended the lives of the remaining Moranbong darlings. Security would not arrive for quite a while. Most of the guards had their throats cut moments before the bloody invasion. Before Talon Goh led her two buddies into a maintenance closet that had a secret door into the Pyongyang sewer, Miss Ha screamed: “Avenged!”

Chapter 28: The Potemkin II Mankind’s new best friend, Vlad the Impaler, peered off the rail on the port side of his luxury yacht, The Potemkin II. The 100-meter ship was equipped with a helipad, two massage parlors, a huge gym, five luxury bathrooms, a mini casino, and full-service kitchen… to name just a few of the amenities. All morning long he had been receiving very secret Russian intelligence reports concerning happenings in North Korea. He had also received CIA’s equally secret reports, but he discarded those as the CIA had grown into a confederacy of ignoramus dunces. The bribed intel officers were eager to get these reports to Vlad, as Vlad was always speedy about wiring large sums of money into secret Swiss bank accounts.

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A particular bank in Zurich even had one high level banker solely assigned to Vlad. Nothing in the reports surprised Vlad. He was mildly saddened to learn of the bloody demise of Moranbong. At one time he had planned to visit Pyongyang and have sexual deviant orgies with most of their vocalists and other musicians. However, since meeting Miss Ha, he desired only deviant sex with her, and no one else. He also knew that Miss Ha, Bri, and Talon Goh were responsible for the carnage… he did wonder if the trio were able to rape any of them before killing them. Before being driven to the Russian embassy in Seoul, and then to Inchon’s airport, Lee Samsung assured mankind’s new best friend Miss Ha would be in his arms, in Vladivostok, in a few days. Given his bride was in Pyongyang last night, he estimated she and her two buddies would hit the North Korean-Russian border by lunchtime. The border in question was about 475 Kilometers from Pyongyang. Vlad could not even imagine the bloody carnage that would occur at the border and felt sorry for the North Korean and Russian troops that manned it. Once the carnage ended, Miss Ha and her buddies could be on The Potemkin II within 90 minutes. He also wondered if Miss Ha would also like to do an orgy to include the two of them and Bri and Talon Goh. Mankind’s new best friend wanted everyone to be happy. The Port of Vladivostok was quiet. Vlad had no intention of taking out The Potemkin II as most of the ships, especially fishing vessels, weren’t coming back. A mysterious and silent fishing vessel, Xiangheilin-6, silently arrived and berthed next to the yacht’s starboard’s side. Vlad continued to peer off the port side of his yacht and engage in deviant daydreams about lewd sexual acts and orgies. The bloodstained deck of this fishing vessel was a mysterious clue to the fact that no crewmembers were on the vessel. What was on the vessel would soon put on a horror show for mankind’s new best friend and threaten to violate the beautiful.

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Vlad had no concept of the horrific events about to unfold before his eyes. At this moment, he was joyful and aroused by the thought of Miss Ha, Bri, Talon Goh, and him taking a shower together on his yacht. He ripped up the intel reports he was holding in his hand and dropped them overboard into the harbor. All he needed to do was to wait. Wait, perhaps a few hours, or at most, six hours. Meanwhile, on board the Xiangheilin-6, something else was waiting. Something in need for Talon Goh. This time, it would not be distracted by other pretty faces. This time Goh would not escape. She would be conquered, violated, and turned into a toy of submission for the rest of her life. In just a few hours, this thing would finally be united with the siren that had eluded him so many times. Back on The Potemkin II, Vlad was startled back into reality. An ungodly shriek filled the air and pierced his eardrums: “What the Hell was that!” Vlad muttered to no one in particular. He tried to tell himself it was a whale that had wandered into the harbor, but deep down, he knew it wasn’t a whale, or any creature known to mankind. His thoughts of deviant sex and marital blissed were now invaded by a creeping sense of danger. He then whispered: “Hurry up my darling wife, I want to be with you now.”

Chapter 29: The Vixen in Red Arrives They were burly and horny. Russian dames in Vladivostok were homely and always fat. Their libidos were about to explode. In their guard shack at the entrance of The Port of Vladivostok, Igor, Andreii, Alexander, and Igor spent most of their time reading porn. Foreign porn magazines from Japan and the U.S. helped them pass the time. The quartet read and imagined a world of beautiful women, not Siberian beasts. This day had presented a bit of a deviance. None of the four heard the monstrous howl that emanated through the port. TG Double Edition

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What they did hear were the moans and groans of this Eurasian chick. Igor had shoved his tally-whacker into her mouth. The other Igor had shoved his way up into her vagina. Andreii was licking her breasts. Lastly, the slow-witted Alexander was impatiently waiting his turn. Not rapists per se, but when the quartet saw this Eurasian approach, clad in a tight and shiny red catsuit and red hooker boots, they couldn’t hold it in any longer. In unison, the four-armed guards bolted out of the shack when she drove up. They, then, dove into Kuelan Herce’s LAND ROVER. Each pummeled her viciously. When she tried to protest, they hit her harder. The horny four yanked her out of her vehicle. Next, the two Igors dragged her into the shack clutching her arms. The other two held her legs. Each man became erect and the Eurasian beauty was at their mercy… or so they thought. Alexander quickly peeled off her boots and catsuit. His mates watched, they also got naked. The three naked guards pushed Alexander. The gang rape commenced. As Russian semen flowed out of Kuelan Herce’s mouth, and the brute inside her delivered his load, Alexander pushed her current attackers off her. Alexander wanted his turn. He picked the vixen up by her long black hair and threw her across the shack. He was on top of her immediately and yanked her up again. This time, Alexander bent her over a counter on top of shipping schedules and inspection reports. The biggest of the guards, then, raped her anally. With Igor’s tally-whacker out of her mouth, Herce began her moans and groans again. Her moaning sent guard-semen shooting out of her mouth. The vixen delivered a high-pitched scream that masked the monstrous howl that emanated through the port: “Yes! Harder! More! Keep going!” She was in ecstasy. Her joy confused the rapist quartet. Alexander delivered his wad and immediately came back to Earth. “No! Keep going!” squealed Kuelan Herce. She realized Alexander was through; her tone became more belligerent: “You fucking limp-dick! Is that all!” Kuelan Herce’s Russian was perfect, and Alexander was hurt by the insult.

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Herce wasn’t done: “I’ve had better gang rapes with ugly nuns! Are there any real men in Russia!” Now, all four guards looked dejected. They looked down at their toes in shame. The naked and ravaged vixen reached for one of their AK-47s. In a short burst of gunfire, she fired 18 rounds into the four pathetic brutes who were still smeared with her love juices. “I guess that wasn’t bad,” Kuelan Herce confessed to the four corpses. Even though she may have over-reacted, the vixen was on a mission that couldn’t be delayed. The ravaged Eurasian found the ship schedules, soaked with saliva and semen, but still readable. “Okay, where is it?” She perused the papers carefully. “Bingo! The Potemkin II, dock 19, berth 3.” Though Vlad did not know who she was, Kuelan Herce was sure he would love what the two would be doing to each other in a few short hours. After all, no man could resist Kuelan Herce, but Vlad is the man she selected.

Chapter 29: Lunch at Tumangang Station Bri was excited, “So cool! I’ll go find the Cinnebon.” The train station in Tumangang is probably the most strategically located rail yard in the world. From the station entrance, one could see both China and Russia in the distance. Dependent for goods and services from both superpowers, this station had seen several improvements over the years. With Russian money the tracks were converted so they could handle Russian freight trains. The station building itself was almost as big as the Union Station structure in Chicago. Kim Jong-un had seen the Kevin Costner film The Untouchables, and mandated the station be renovated to look like that.

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“I don’t think you’ll find a Cinnebon here.” Talon Goh’s retort to Bri wasn’t received well. Bri immediately began to pout. Miss Ha grabbed Talon Goh’s right arm and while staring into her eyes, directed her remark to Bri. “Yes Bri, you go look for a Cinnebon, it’s probably near the PIZZA HUT,” Miss Ha’s glance to Goh stated, “just go with it, let her go try to find a Cinnebon.” Bri smiled again and stuck her tongue out at Talon Goh: “Do you guys want your cinnamon buns with extra icing?” Then, she stuck her tongue out at Goh again. Before the Asian mercenary could respond, Miss Ha spoke up: “Yes! Extra icing.” Then, in a very stern tone to Goh, she added: “Isn’t that right Talon, my dear, extra icing?” Grudgingly, the homicidal mercenary nodded and bounced away. Bri again stuck her tongue out at her. She went for food; Miss Ha and Talon Goh had a strategy session. “We’re so close, I can hardly believe it.” The stewardess was excited. Talon Goh put her arm around Miss Ha’s shoulder and gave her a loving hug. “The limo is shot; it’ll never get us across the bridge.” Goh spoke of the limousine they commandeered outside the concert hall last night in Pyongyang. “It needs new brakes, it has a bad oil leak, and both rear tires are flat.” Miss Ha gave Talon Goh a wide smile: “We don’t need it anymore, my love, the bridge is only 400 meters, we can hike that.” The Korea Russia Friendship Bridge was indeed 400 meters in length. It is primarily a railroad bridge. Recently, Russia ran fiber optics through it to give North Korea a second avenue of access to the world internet. Three ladies could surely sprint across it in a few short minutes. The 400-meter sprint would take the ladies across the Tumen River. The 17-kilometer border between Korea and Russia was the Tumen River. Unfortunately for Russia, this border wasn’t a matter of longitude and latitude. The river, wherever it may be, was the border.

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The Korean side was high ground, in the hills. The Russian side occupied a flood plain. During heavy rainy seasons, the river would expand into Russia. If Russia didn’t stop it, more land would be ceded to Kim Jong-un. The heavy rains came and now every Russian north of the Tumen River was laboring at the levees. The levees needed to be reinforced and heightened in order to maintain a few hundred meters of territory for Mother Russia. This made the sprint very plausible as Russia’s custom’s shack would be sparsely populated. Miss Ha gave Talon a hug: “Soon! We’ll eat something and then, we’ll go for a jog… and maybe a swim if that doesn’t go well.” Both beauties laughed. “Lunch is served my sweeties!” Bri was beaming. The look on her face was victorious. Talon Goh and Miss Ha were impressed. “You found cinnamon buns?” Goh was shocked. “Even better. After all, a moment on your lips, a lifetime on your hips, as the Italians say… or is it the Bulgarians?… no, it must be the Italians, Bulgarians never say anything, they just grunt…” “Enough!” Talon was hungry. Sensing Bri was about to pout again, she continued: “I mean, what are we having for lunch?” Miss Ha shot Talon Goh an approving look. “Salads!” Bri had three Styrofoam containers and three sets of plastic silverware. “We must keep these girlish figures, thank you Bri,” Miss Ha was hungry enough to eat anything even what was in these Styrofoam containers. The ladies opened the containers and began laughing. “Dig in, this is nutrition at its best!” Bri was radiant. “They’re moving… our salads are moving!” Talon Goh didn’t want to offend Bri so pretended that this was okay. “Live octopus on salad, its actually an aphrodisiac.” Bri was quick with the facts.

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Miss Ha’s response was almost a mere reflex: “Do we need that?” “Well, not us, but… there’s a lot of vitamins in this.” Bri was still smiling. Talon Goh had to admit that Bri’s attitude and penchant for homicide and deviant sex had served them all well. Miss Ha was giggling: a little octopus had grabbed her left ear as she tried to chop-stick it into her mouth, “Oooooh, it’s so cute.” All three were now laughing. Bri held up a baby octopus flailing its mini tentacles, “Hey Talon, doesn’t this little bugger remind you of that squid guy in Brisbane?” With the mention of the great squid monster of Brisbane the trio became instantly sober. There were no tables in the Tumangang Station, so the beauties were sitting on a marble floor. They were the only travelers there today. A handful of employees stayed away from them, after all, they looked menacing in blood-soaked military fatigues. Miss Ha, ever the tender soul, put her arm around Bri: “Oh I’m sorry, that has to be a painful memory.” Bri lightened up: “I was the best lay that thing ever had! He busted into our dressing room and out of all the Brisbane Belles, he grabbed me first. You should’ve seen his face when he shoved his monster penis into me, and then he had this other one and he shoved that one into my mouth, and then he had this third one and he shoved that one up my ass! Oh, what a lay! I can’t believe he threw me out of the sewer. ‘Wham bam thank you ma’am!’ Typical man. If I ever find him again, I’m going to castrate him… castrate him a lot, at least three times… but probably more.” Bri was on a roll. “How about you Talon? Hey, if it wasn’t for him, we would never have met and I wouldn’t have been able to save your life at the checkpoint, remember that?” Miss Ha was happy Bri was handling this painful memory well, now it was Talon Goh’s turn. The homicidal mercenary looked at Bri and Miss Ha with a mysterious look: “Yes Bri, I owe you my life.”

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Bri was now beaming with a look of satisfaction. “Yeah, me too… castrate him.” Talon Goh mouthed these last words but her hidden desires were bubbling to the surface. The squid monster, Tuukka Rask*, had rejected her. He, or it, chose that skank Natalie*, the WHITE SILK SCOTCH model, over her. She saw the look on the thing’s face when it violated Natalie… he was in ecstasy. When Rask raped Talon Goh, he actually looked like a teen-age virgin banging the cheerleader captain, finding his way around. She came to orgasm, but Rask didn’t. Natalie brought out fireworks in the squid thing. “What did she have that I didn’t!?” Goh screamed this in maniacal anger and startled Miss Ha and Bri. Bri, always the air head, put her right hand on Talon’s thigh: “There, there my love, I’m sure it enjoyed you more than you think. Hey! Let’s castrate it together!” Talon Goh appreciated Bri’s attempt to cheer her up. She wondered if Rask enjoyed raping Bri more than her. Instead of showing resentment to the blonde beauty, she elected to give her a smile: “Sure rookie, we’ll castrate the squid thing together. Then, we’ll fry his penises.” “Those are my girls,” Miss Ha was glad her two friends were happy again. “Bri my dear, these octopi salads are terrific,” Miss Ha was now lying, but it was important to make Bri feel wanted and important, “I don’t see a restaurant, where did you get them?” “Oh! The employee break room, three train conductors were about to start eating them. I gave them oral sex and they gave me their lunches. Not worth it, they were so scrawny, but I really wanted you two to have a nice lunch.” Bri didn’t bother to mention she sliced the throats of all three conductors after her sex acts. The Brisbane Belle was very prideful that she could slaughter men as she put smiles on their faces. Miss Ha avoided mentioning the living octopi salad was disgusting. *Tuukka Rask and Natalie appear in The Ghosts Of Brisbane

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Keeping Bri’s morale at the highest level was necessary: “Okay, my lovelies, ready for a run in the park?” Bri bolted upright: “Oh yes! Let’s!” Talon Goh didn’t hear Miss Ha’s query. She was deep in thought, or in a fantasy. Miss Ha and Bri watched Talon for an answer; they both thought that she looked as if she was becoming sexually aroused. Talon Goh wanted it more than anything. She visualized a squid monster organ penetrating deep into her vagina: slimy juices greased the skids. Another one of those organs penetrated deep into her anus and a slimy bluish gray tentacle held her off the ground while wrapped around her waist. This tentacle dripped slimy ooze down to her thighs. Slime trails voyaged down her inner thighs tickling her. Just as she was about to let out a groan another slimy squid monster organ made its way into her mouth and down her throat. Creamy white, and in this case warm, squid monster juices emanated from this organ. The juices filled her mouth, overflowed out of her mouth and down her chin, neck and covered her bare breasts. Two other tentacles went to work on her; One massaging her breasts and the other tracing a line down her backbone. As Talon Goh arrived in pure ecstasy, the Tuukka Rask creature spit out several gallons of slimy juices, covering her completely. Her skin was so slippery that all of the tentacles now slid up and down her soft, pulsating torso and thighs. “Yes!!!!!!” Goh’s scream surprised Miss Ha and Bri. “Well, then, it’s settled, let’s go!” confirmed Miss Ha. Talon Goh was jolted back to reality. She immediately felt for her breasts and groin. Her mind raced in the few seconds she had before the sprint across the Friendship Bridge. She searched her entire brain asking herself, “What can I do to make it want me? To ravage me. To violate me. To use me and humiliate me?!” The mercenary was now sweating. The vixen’s groin area of her camouflage pants was soaked through.

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Chapter 30: First Love The Asian mercenary known as Talon Goh was his (or it’s) first love. She was sultry and feisty, just what he needed. As a new creation, Tuukka Rask was vulnerable and insecure in his new skin. He had protruding organs that were a mystery to him. Then, she arrived. In a sleek catsuit, armed to the max, the mercenary emanated of passion fruit, an aphrodisiac to squid monsters. At first smell, and sight, of her, the mystery of his protruding organs was solved. Their immediate erection told Rask what he needed to do. His only mistake was that he was gentle with her. In hindsight, he should have been rough with her. Then, she wouldn’t have gotten away. Sure, Rask copulated with a thousand women, mostly European, in his existence as a human. This was different. His sexual needs were multiplied a hundred times. The squidmonster needed intercourse with beautiful women, and he needed it often. After soiling those Brisbane Belles and that WHITE SILK SCOTCH spokesmodel, Rask was left wanting. He needed his first love back and that was now his obsession. Talon Goh would be his again, and soon. The creature would take her, ravage her, shove his man (or… monster) organs way up into her. The thing would, then, squeeze her so hard, her internal organs would explode. He knew she wanted this, and she was made for this. Soon! In addition to tentacles and humongous tally-whackers, this new species, which Rask was the first, had other advantages over humans. Rask had a weird extra sense that enabled him to key in on his former conquests. The monster sensed his first love was heading northward, through the Koreas, and on a straight line to Vladivostok. Departing Brisbane was an easy choice, he had raped every beautiful babe left there, including all the Brisbane Belles. Soon, 31 of those Belles would give birth to 31 monsters. As a gift to his babies, he would leave the rest of Australia to them. Rask’s new hunting ground would be Siberia.

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His new sense was on a countdown… 600 kilometers… 500 kilometers… 400 kilometers… 300 kilometers… Talon Goh was nearing. Rask assumed she wanted him as much as he wanted her. True love! Romance in the cross-species community! What could be more exciting? His new organs were erect and were larger than they had ever been in his anticipation. His journey was now a journey of love and unification. After impregnating the 31 blonde beauties, his job in Australia was complete. Rask’s next job would be to ingest the Asian mercenary and rape her continually forever. Rask was a generous being. He (or, it) knew she wanted this violation… what woman wouldn’t? Originally Rask headed north toward the Arctic region of Europe. Talon Goh had been imprisoned and tortured there. He intended to liberate her. Swimming north, it sped through the South China Sea and the East China Sea. The food was abundant… then a change of plans. Rask reached the Sea of Japan, directly between Busan and Hiroshima, when his mutant man organs began going crazy. Talon Goh! He saw what Goh saw. He felt what Goh felt. He smelled what Goh smelled. The Asian beauty was now part of him, and she was on the move. Talon Goh kept mentioning Vladivostok in her conversations… so Vladivostok it was… new destination set. Northward he pursued, then he saw it. Between Tokyo and Seoul, a Russian fishing vessel. Perfect. With enough humans on board to feed him for a day and a half, Rask headed toward the ill-fated vessel.

Chapter 31: Keanu To the credit of Sergeant Irving Wojchehowski, he really was a spitting image of Keanu Reeves. Most women ignored this. Kiwi babes bypassed him in favor of captains and colonels… after all, the pay for an army sergeant was minimal. The New Zealand armed forces had undergone a transition.

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Foremost, concerning this transition, Sergeant Wojchehowski would now be known as Keanu. Not Sgt. Keanu… just Keanu. The combat unit currently stationed in New Zealand’s northern tip, Cape Reingu, would be the strategic epicenter of the rebellion. The burly and usually sweaty Keanu had seized control of the Kiwi armed forces as their officer corps decided to stay loyal to Prime Minister Erskine Bowles. The dweeb PM decided to follow Australia’s example in combating the apocalypse. Now Australia was no more, and New Zealand was fast heading into extinction. Erskine Bowles had mandated the Kiwi military put down their weapons and old-fashioned attitudes. Next, Bowles mandated the military to aggressively pursue existing recycling and carbon reduction programs. When sultry Kiwi women were dragged into the sea by weird creatures, Keanu acted. As special assistant to the beautiful Colonel Jessica, he made his move. Colonel Jessica wore her uniform extremely tight. Because of this Kiwi vixen’s penchant to sleep with prime ministers’ and their secretaries, Jessica was given a leadership role in saving New Zealand. She followed orders well. The babe in green ordered all troops to lay down their guns, banned gas fill-ups after sundown, and ordered the arrest of all citizens placing aluminum cans in standard trash receptacles. Keanu was a patriot and would not tolerate the annihilation of New Zealand. In just a few days, if the invading evil wasn’t countered, no more Kiwi babes would exist. Whatever had come to New Zealand shores was hungry for babes… and so was Keanu. Colonel Jessica had just smeared on some strawberry lip gloss. Keanu entered and she licked her lips. Keanu hated to do it, but Colonel Jessica had to be neutralized in order to save New Zealand. Besides, if he didn’t do it, a slimy creature would invade her orifices in a matter of days. “Sgt. Wojchehowski! Were you able to secure any more recycling bins?” That was the last order she ever gave Keanu. With a vicious right cross to the face of his Colonel, Keanu leveled her. Colonel Jessica hit the floor; Keanu leapt on top of her.

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Her skin-tight skirt prevented her from kicking with any momentum. Keanu’s hands strangled the life out of the military beauty. Her shiny black high heels eventually stopped flailing back and forth. The babe colonel was no more. 1200 enlisted men waited outside Colonel Jessica’s quarters; Keanu stepped out to address them. To raucous cheering he announced: “Viva New Zealand! Today we take our country back!” The hordes began chanting: “Keanu! Keanu!” With the demise of Colonel Jessica, Prime Minister Bowles had lost the loyalty of his military. Keanu made a call to Wellington and troops, there, arrested Bowles and his secretaries. 1200 troops at his immediate command reclaimed their guns and filled up their vehicles. Keanu threw Colonel Jessica’s body out the back door of her (now his) command quarters. He wondered if the invading creatures would invade her corpse: “Nothing is going to stop me now. I am Keanu!” Wham! Everything went white. Keanu hit the floor where he would lay unconscious for several minutes. “I am Ellie Douglas! Meet my shovel, you, bitch! Now, you work for me!” Ellie Douglas wasn’t in a good mood. She had recently wiped out two South Korean platoons and a Seoul Police Department precinct. She was about to seduce Colonel Jessica and slit her throat before this hunk walked in. Her escape from Asia was a story in and of itself. However, with the demise of Australia, she picked a new homeland. New Zealand was under attack and Ellie Douglas wasn’t going to allow the creatures to overtake it. She would task Keanu as her right-hand man and love toy, when he came back to consciousness.

Chapter 32: The Friendship Bridge Run The slaughter of Moranbong sparked a chain reaction. Kim Jong-un was furious and fired 44 missiles at Japan.

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Japan’s Prime Minister suggested that Moranbong’s inability to develop a third chord was what ultimately doomed the group. All 44 missiles missed and ended up killing three whales 25 Kilometers east of Tokyo. America’s CIA satellites recorded the missile strike. The idiotic CIA analysts in Langley, Virginia interpreted the launch as a natural phenomenon caused by global warming/climate change. 77 North Korean military personnel stationed at the Friendship Bridge were not as fortunate as Tokyo’s population. Hearing of the decimation of the lovely ladies caused all of them to drop to their hands and knees. The distraught patriots, then, screamed madly. The screaming soldiers banged their heads on the ground until their foreheads were a bloody mess. The three beauties in their bloodstained military fatigues began their jog unnoticed by the mourning soldiers. “The breeze is at our backs.” Miss Ha was ever the encourager. “I need deviant sex now!” Bri was more practical. “Let’s stop here so I can pee in Talon’s mouth!” “No!!!” Talon Goh and Miss Ha answered in unison. “Fine!” Bri was pouting again. “Don’t worry Bri, there’s a Russian on the other side who you can rape, I’m sure.” Miss Ha was fantastic at cheering up the Brisbane Belle. The jog took three minutes and the trio of bloodstained lovelies were now in Russia. With North Korea’s military contingent on the south end of the bridge in desperate mourning their Russian counterparts left one guard at the customs shack. The other Russian soldiers were down below filling up sandbags to prevent the Tumen River from moving north. Private Anatoli Sevchenko was the only guard at the Russian checkpoint. His head was nowhere to be found as his torso and limbs were strewn about the checkpoint. A burly Russian brute in a chauffer’s get-up stood over him and welcomed the girls: “I am Ivan! You are beautiful. I will drive you to Vlad, he is expecting you.”

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Ivan didn’t get out another sentence. Bri shot forward like a torpedo finding a destroyer and shot into the chauffer’s gut. Bri slapped him silly, licked his face and shoved her tongue far into Ivan’s mouth. “Stiffen up, Russky*! I’m going to swallow your man juices until you scream.” Her right hand shot beneath his belt and she grabbed his man organ. “Hurry dear!” Miss Ha was anxious to do the same to Vlad. Bri was sympathetic and hurried. The moans and half screams emanating from Ivan made Talon Goh roll her eyes. After 90 seconds Bri stood up, white juice leaking out of her mouth and dripping off her nose: “Okie Dokie… let’s go!” “Come on Kruschev!” Bri hadn’t remembered Ivan’s name. “It is Ivan.” the burly Russian said in a whimper. “Whatever!” The trio of lovelies responded in unison.

Chapter 33: Confluence of Desires Both hands massaged her own breasts. Steaming hot water shot out the 12 jets of this luxury shower. Her hands easily slid down to her groin and she began heavily massaging it. As her nipples and groin began pulsating, the Eurasian beauty entered into a magical sense of ecstasy and wanting. The aromas of coconut and subtle peach invaded her olfactory senses. The high-end shampoo, shower gel, douche, and soaps were just what Kuelan Herce needed to eliminate the odors of brute Russians, MS-13 rapists, an octogenarian rabbi, a squid monster, and nymphomaniac guards. Now, she was screaming in ecstasy. The beauty desired the love of her life to invade her intimate privacy. Her loud moans were an intentional ploy to attract him. Moments earlier, Kuelan Herce had effectively snuck onto the yacht. This wasn’t her plan. The Eurasian had no reason to hide from Vlad. Mystical forces were already at work, believed the vixen. She was certain Vlad was already in love with her. *To know more, click on the Interactive Icon TG Double Edition

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No matter, instead of passionate sex on the gangplank of the yacht, she would wash up first. Of all her years walking the face of this miserable planet, she had never known a man could love her as much as Vlad did. Kuelan Herce was certain Vlad was expecting her. The feminine products in the shower… the lacey and very naughty lingerie strewn on the marital bed (obviously a gift for her), and an iced bottle of champagne waiting by the bedside… all confirmations of his love for her. Kuelan Herce ended her 27-minute shower of satisfaction and decided to get back into her red catsuit and hooker boots. Vlad could take them off her soon enough. Herce pictured Vlad undressing her and then gently putting on her lingerie. After slipping into her red lace panties, red lace bra, and the aforementioned suit, she was ready. Time to find Vlad and engage him in lengthy and passionate sex. *** Ivan drove the limo to the port with great difficulty. Bri, also in the front seat, kept giving him oral sex; the chauffeur didn’t have the willpower to tell her to stop. Talon Goh and Miss Ha were busy in the backseat. Vlad had left the three beauties new clothes, figuring their travels through North Korea might necessitate a change in wardrobe upon their arrival in Russia. Goh slipped into a sleek black catsuit that highlighted her tremendous figure. Miss Ha had a new shiny Seoul Airways uniform to slip into. Both gals were ecstatic. As soon as Bri’s mouth slipped off Ivan’s man organ, the chauffeur directed her to the backseat so she could slip on a form fitting female Russian Red Army uniform. The uniform allowed Bri’s cleavage to show prominently. Bri slipped into the backseat, while both Miss Ha and Talon Goh, in excitement and arousal, began feeling her up. The Asian duo helped the Brisbane Belle slip into her new uniform.

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“We’re here!” Ivan stopped the limo. Miss Ha was beaming. Her two friends were awestruck at the sight of the luxury yacht, The Potemkin II. *** Vlad’s smile was so wide his face hurt. He ran down the gangplank to meet the arriving beauties. His wife, Miss Ha exited the limo first. The stewardess' legs were wrapped in nude hose and capped off by shiny three-inch heels. Vlad saw her right leg first. As the rest of her followed her leg out of the limo, Miss Ha sent Vlad’s man organ into the biggest erection he had ever had. Miss Ha saw Vlad right away; tears of joy began flowing freely down her face. She ran to him and he ran to her. With enormous force their bodies came together, their tongues were immediately in each other’s mouths, and Miss Ha’s groin could feel Vlad’s man organ trying to bust out of his trousers. *** Dr. Tuukka Rask was ready… she was here. The slimy and gelatinous ex-mad scientist slid off the bow of the Xiangheilin-6. He noticed other beauties along with Talon Goh, and figured he’d rape and eat them later. The squid monster with flaying tentacles and seven enormous man-organs slid off the fishing vessel into the murky drink. It swam to the dock next door which moored The Potemkin II. Rask could smell the Asian vixen; he could taste her… his man organs stiffened and filled up with monster love juices. It was time. In just a few seconds he would engulf the love of his new life, ingest her, and invade every one of her orifices. Talon Goh would slowly dissolve into the being of Rask and he would continually rape and ravage her.

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Tuukka Rask hoped she would scream a lot and struggle; they both loved their sex rough. The monster reached the dock. With one of its tentacles, it hoisted itself out of the water so it was now 30 feet away from Talon Goh. *** Kuelan Herce heard commotion and panicked. Was Vlad in trouble? Was this why he hadn’t come into the shower with her? The vixen in red grabbed her crossbow and ran on deck toward the gangplank. To her horror she saw her darling Vlad being attacked by a stewardess. “Get away from him, you, cunt!” The Eurasian beauty ran off the gangplank toward Miss Ha and Vlad. The vixen did not notice the large squid creature approaching. As she let out a primal scream, Kuelan Herce aimed and fired her crossbow: “Yes!” A perfect shot entered Miss Ha’s back below her right shoulder blade. The projectile’s sharp tip came out her front just above the stewardess’s right breast. The force of the impalement knocked Miss Ha forward, on top of her husband. The two hit the wooden dock at their feet. Vlad was knocked unconscious. Miss Ha lay on top of her husband and could feel the life drain out of her. Herce was on the pair with furious ire. Bri and Talon Goh had no time to react. Ignoring Miss Ha’s friends, the Eurasian leapt on top of Miss Ha after dragging her off Vlad. Still screaming, Kuelan Herce grabbed Miss Ha’s head by the hair and slammed the pretty stewardess’s face hard into the dock several times. Miss Ha’s face was now a bloody mess and so was her new uniform. The vixen in red, then, grabbed the stewardess by the hair in one hand and her belt in the other. Showing superhuman strength, Herce lifted Miss Ha off the dock. The fired-up Eurasian slammed the beset stewardess hard, face first back down into the dock. Talon Goh charged to protect her friend.

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Herce picked up Miss Ha’s limp body by the belt and hair once again but this time swung her around with tremendous force. She let go of Miss Ha sending her flying 10 meters through the air into the sea: “Take that Cunt!” Miss Ha hit the water. The stewardess began sinking immediately. With an arrow through her torso and losing blood fast, her lungs filled up with cold, salty water. Unable to move in her state of unconscious, Miss Ha could see a white light moving toward her… a warm and loving light. Then, a sweet voice called out to her… it was grandfather! “Not yet my love, reach for life, you will not die!” Miss Ha only felt love, the love her grandfather had for her and the love she had for him. Though the two had never met in life, for the first time ever, as she sunk into the murky depths, she reached out and touched the man she always admired. Miss Ha touched her grandfather’s face and a hand grabbed her by her right shoulder. *** Bri was fast. When Miss Ha hit the water, the Brisbane Belle dove off the dock. Bri was a fine swimmer. Miss Ha was sinking rapidly as all the air in her was replaced by water. The sultry blonde swam down twenty meters but the murky water provided no visibility. Unable to hold her breath any longer, the Brisbane Belle, in desperation, reached out and grabbed. To Bri’s surprise she had grabbed on to the stewardess’s shoulder and immediately kicked upwards toward the surface. *** Kuelan Herce and Talon Goh were entangled in a fight to the death. When Bri dove in after Miss Ha, Talon Goh shot at the vixen in red.

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To the mercenary’s surprise the vixen in red only smiled at her. Herce spoke to her tormentor for the first time: “That’s enough, time for you to die!” With a backhanded slap, Kuelan Herce swatted Talon Goh off her. Goh’s face was numb. She had never been hit this hard before. Now, Herce stood over her: “Time to die, you, slut!” The Eurasian slipped one of her arms under Talon Goh’s groin and the other one around her left shoulder. She picked up her prey and body slammed her. Talon Goh was fighting to remain conscious though her vertebrate was in agonizing pain. Again, Kuelan Herce picked her up and again body slammed her. Talon Goh’s entire body was throbbing. She was unable to move. Laying on her back the mercenary looked up at the vixen in red, who spoke to her again: “Time to die!” Kuelan Herce unstrapped a hunting dagger from her inner thigh and bent down toward Goh’s throat. With everything she had left, the mercenary concentrated all her remaining strength to her left leg. With one final desperation move, she kicked at her tormentor. Talon Goh’s left foot came into contact with Kuelan Herce’s right hand. This impact sent the hunting dagger skidding across the dock. “You, fucking whore!” Kuelan Herce was eager to finish the job and then collect the love of her life. “I don’t need that, anyway,” the vixen in red moved both her hands toward Talon Goh’s throat. The mercenary knew she had no strength left to fight off this freak. In fact, Talon was quite sure she would be dead in a matter of a few seconds. *** Dr. Tuukka Rask was enjoying the show. He always loved a good catfight. These two ladies were putting on a good one. He, or it, slid across the dock leaving a trail of bluish slime in its wake. With the sweep of one of its tentacles, Rask sent Kuelan Herce flying upwards. Talon Goh was shocked: “Rask!” TG Double Edition

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The hulking squid monster stood over Talon Goh. Seven erect man-organs were already dripping white fluid as they all pointed to the broken mercenary. Goh seemed to be in a trance. All her fight had been beaten out of her. She spread her legs, licked her lips, and surprised herself by her next words: “Take me! Ravage me! Penetrate me! Now! Now! Violate me!” Talon Goh waited but the monster hovering above her was now hesitating. The dripping man organs were bending away from her. Now, the dripping and erect appendages pointed to a half unconscious vixen in red. Kuelan Herce had landed five meters from Talon Goh’s beaten body. Herce was trying to move. Only half conscious, the vixen in red was no stranger to being raped by squid monsters… although this one was a lot bigger than the last one. Dr. Tuukka Rask, with one of his tentacles swatted Talon Goh to the other side of the dock. Sure, he was bent on dominating and ravishing his first love, but a good squid monster had to be pragmatic. This vixen in red was special. Dames like this one didn’t come around often. With a sudden change of plans, his other tentacles wrapped themselves around Kuelan Herce. The tentacles ripped off her red catsuit and slimed her whole body. Fondling the Eurasian’s breasts, one of Rask’s man organs found its way up Herce’s vagina before she could close her thighs. Now, it was too late. Both her legs were spread wide open by more tentacles. Another man organ slid down Kuelan Herce’s throat. Yet, another tentacle wrapped itself around her neck. Talon Goh watched in disbelief. The vixen in red was brought to an orgasm that just wouldn’t end. Herce’s whole body was pulsating and gyrating. The slime covered vixen was moaning in so much glory that Talon Goh became intensely jealous. “You, fucking squid!” Goh was irate at being rejected again. “She’s a fucking cunt!” Talon Goh was doing the name calling. Both Rask and Herce looked back at her.

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Rask’s expression seemed to say: “get away from me little girl, you bother me.” This infuriated Talon Goh more. Even worse, Herce’s face was glowing. Her tongue was working the man organ that was shoved down her throat. Before Talon Goh could say anything to her rival in red, Rask, holding Herce, dove off the dock. The monster squid and the Eurasian splashed into the inky sea between the fishing vessel and the luxury yacht. In a fit of rage, ignoring her pain, Talon Goh bolted to her feet. The irate mercenary picked up Kuelan Herce’s hunting dagger that fell a few feet from them while they were fighting. Less than five seconds after Rask dragged Herce into the murky drink, Talon Goh, clutching a hunting dagger in her right hand, dove off the deck. Just before she hit the water, Bri heard her yell: “I’m going to kill you and that fucking whore! Here I come, Mr. Limp Dicks!” Bri used all her strength to pull Miss Ha out of the sea onto the dock. The sultry and wet blonde was crying as Miss Ha was a sorry sight. Having lost a lot of blood and with an arrow through her, the stewardess seemed dead. Bri lay her on the dock and began CPR. After pumping her chest three times a cascade of sea water shot out of Miss Ha’s mouth. The stewardess let out several violent coughs. “Yes! Come back to me!” Bri didn’t have many friends and if Miss ha had died, it would’ve have broken her. Miss Ha was breathing again and now Bri’s tears were of joy.

Chapter 34: Bri the Nurse Ever since Bri murdered that beautiful Korean nurse, she desired to become a nurse. Okay, not quite become a nurse, but to wear a sexy and hopefully white latex nurse’s uniform to an orgy. Ironically, the Brisbane Belle was quite the nurse.

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After reviving Miss Ha, she broke the tip of the arrow off. With great pain to the stewardess, she pulled the rest of the projectile out of her torso. The arrow had missed the stewardess’s lung and every artery. Bri put pressure on the wound on Miss Ha’s back and the one above her right breast. She, then, went over to Vlad and revived him. Both returned to consciousness. Bri helped them up the gangplank and into the master suite of The Potemkin II. The last surviving Bribane Belle stripped out of her Russian Red Army uniform. She, then, stripped off Miss Ha’s bloody stewardess uniform. She got under the bed clothes with Miss Ha. As her body rubbed against the stewardess’ body, arousal maximized and hypothermia waned. Vlad cleared his head and Bri instructed him to call a couple of doctors: “Make sure their handsome and are open to experimental sex.” In less than thirty minutes a hunk doctor from the university medical school in Vladivostok and a sultry babe doctor from the local colonoscopy center arrived. Bri and Vlad donated some blood and the doctors were able to replenish the blood Miss Ha had lost. Miss Ha looked at Vlad with so much love it made Bri cry again. The newlyweds both reached for Bri, the woman who saved their lives. The two naked women embraced, and Vlad began undressing. “Wait!” Bri had thought this out. Looking at the two doctors who were starting to get uncomfortable, “You two… strip and join us! We’re going to have the most deviant orgy ever in Mother Russia.” The two doctors didn’t need to be told twice and complied. Miss Ha suddenly remembered Talon Goh: “But Bri, my love. Where is Talon Goh?” Miss Ha looked concerned. She and Vlad had not seen her catfight and subsequent conflict with Dr. Tuukka Rask. “Oh!” Bri loved easy questions, “She went to kill a squid, she’ll join us in a few minutes.” The massive and deviant orgy commenced.

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Epilog Malibu, California Bella Chevalier just didn’t seduce the camera, she made love to it. “Yes! Yes! Think orgasm!” Elias Teagarden couldn’t have been more pleased. “Keep it up, babe!” Bella Chevalier wasn’t her real name. Making it as a bikini model necessitated a name change. Constance Bellisidini wasn’t a name that would propel her in this industry. “That’s it, sweetheart!” Teagarden was erect and enjoying his work. Photographing Bella in the Malibu surf was pure joy. “Oooooh yes… show me some violation… now, show me you like it!” Teagarden loved shooting in Malibu. This shoot was going to sell thousands, maybe millions, of calendars. Bella was a natural. Teagardens’ instructions couldn’t have been clearer to her. The 19year-old model had tried to get into college to study marine biology. College was expensive and her job in a nursing home didn’t pay much. Then, she saw it. An ad in an entertainment publication looking for models beckoned her. She responded and was scooped up immediately. Almost immediately, that is. Elias Teagarden had intended to photograph and interview 35 respondents. Bella’s sex-appeal altered these plans. When Bella walked up to him, knelt in front of him, unzipped his fly, and gave him oral sex before being asked… well… she got the job. “Yes! That’s it, Bella! Now, do that thing with your fingers. Yes!” Teagarden loved it when Bella’s hands lightly brushed past her breasts and, then, slid down as if they were going to enter her vagina. “Oooooh, you’re talking to me, baby!” Bella was eating up this shoot. She so wanted to masturbate at this moment.

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The sex-pot’s professionalism caused her to postpone this carnal desire. Her bikini wasn’t a micro-bikini, but close. The shiny orange collection of strings and small fabric patches barely covered anything. “Yes! More gyrating! Yes!” Teagarden kept shooting. Bella was now knee deep in the surf. The Pacific Ocean loved Bella and the slightly cool water temperature had a nice effect on her nipples. “Yes! now slide both hands up… yes, that’s what I’m talking about.” Bella’s orgasm, unbeknownst to Teagarden, was real. No one came to an orgasm easier than Bella. “Oh yes! That’s it! Show me your tongue, lick those lips!” Teagarden barked out instructions, though he didn’t have to. Bella enjoyed teasing Teagarden. She saw the lust in his eyes as he photographed her. She intended to play this later. The wet model figured her aroused photographer would agree to pay her an additional $500 for deviant sex with him in the surf. She hoped so. Bella also needed penetration, and soon. Bella’s long brown hair swung back and forth. She looked into the camera; something seemed wrong. The expression on Teagarden’s face had changed. He was no longer barking out instructions. In order to get him focused again, Bella actually slid her fingers down into her bikini bottom and touched the top of her vagina. Teagarden kept shooting though what he was seeing was so horrible he couldn’t talk. Just a few meters behind Bella, 30… no 40… or maybe 50 large tentacles arose out of the water, each one shot about ten feet into the air. Bella, fingers in her crotch, was coming again. Her face glowed. She moaned and began gyrating. The orgasmic display was met by a slimy tentacle rising out of the nearby surf. The monstrous appendage seized her by the neck. A second slimy appendage shot out of the water into her increasingly moist groin. Bella never screamed.

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About Christopher Zisi Christopher Zisi is an American horror writer from Fredericksburg, Virginia. In 2013, he created the blog "Zisi Emporium for B Movies" which showcases his thoughts and witticisms of horror, exploitation, and science fiction films. To date, over 1800 films have been reviewed on this blog. Mr. Zisi has published several books including four in The XTREM COLLECTION by CREATORS UNITE. Those books are The Himalayan Devil Woman, The Ghosts Of Brisbane, Abilene-The Bondage Of Suyin Wong, Patricia M-The Perils Of A Sultry Stewardess. Before writing about horror full time, Christopher Zisi was a Special Agent for the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI). During his 25-year career with the FBI, Zisi conducted drug and organized crime investigations in the Baltimore Division and eventually moved to the FBI's training academy in Quantico, Virginia. At Quantico, he taught Interviewing and Interrogation, Detection of Deception, and also issues related to police involved shootings. The FBI sent Zisi to over 25 countries (including Vietnam, Cambodia, Guyana, Poland, The Maldives, and Brazil) to instruct on interrogation and detection of deception. Christopher Zisi travels the world seeking inspiration and plot ideas for future works. He has visited all 50 states and, during his trip to Alaska in 2018, found inspiration for his firth novel, The Vixen Of Vladivostok. He also spends a significant portion of his year in the American mid-west, visiting his son in Wisconsin. A year ago his son moved to Wisconsin. He was in Topeka Kansas for over 3 years, Christopher’s visits to Kansas inspired his third novel, AbileneThe Bondage Of Suyin Wong. Christopher Zisi is now preparing for his next story with his present travels to the American mid-west and the American southeast.

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THE XTREM COLLECTION BY CREATORS UNITE MAGAZINE Darlene C. Deever Editor-in-Chief & Publisher Roy Bheer Executive Editor Emilie Flory Creative Director Visual Conception/Memes and Covers: Dub Meter, AStyanaX & Emilie Flory THE VIXEN OF VLADIVOSTOK

THE VIXEN OF VLADIVOSTOK COVER: SPECIAL THANKS TO Valeriy Labushkin, Heshan Perera and Kirill Vetrov | Unsplash RESUME POSTER: SPECIAL THANKS TO Fedor Shlyapnikov | Unsplash and Hiclipart PRESENTATION POSTERS: SPECIAL THANKS TO Molly Roselee and Engin Akyurt | Pixabay and Hiclipart Virginia Lake SPECIAL THANKS TO John Harper | Pixabay and Hiclipart A Sophisticated Beauty SPECIAL THANKS TO Klaus Hausmann | Pixabay and Hiclipart Talon Goh SPECIAL THANKS TO Linda Le | Hiclipart The Divine Nurse SPECIAL THANKS TO David Balev and Bruno Kelzer | Unsplash and Hiclipart Vlad, The Impaler SPECIAL THANKS TO Sonny Ravesteijn | Unsplash and Hiclipart Post-Sex Ritual SPECIAL THANKS TO Alexandr Ivanov | Pixabay and Hiclipart Samuel’s Yellow 1972 VW Bug SPECIAL THANKS TO Nikos Apelaths | Pixabay and Hiclipart The Irresistible Miss Ha SPECIAL THANKS TO Heshan Perera and Ivan Rudoy | Unsplash and Hiclipart

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Virginia’s Head Banner SPECIAL THANKS TO John Harper | Pixabay and Hiclipart Love At First Sight SPECIAL THANKS TO Logan Weaver | Unsplash and Hiclipart Kuelan Herce SPECIAL THANKS TO Kuelan Herce and Jean Rollin | Hiclipart The Red Robed Vixen SPECIAL THANKS TO József Kincse | Pixabay and Hiclipart Real Woman Faces Death SPECIAL THANKS TO Linda Le | Hiclipart The Embalming Room SPECIAL THANKS TO Gryffyn M., Mathew Macquarrie and Alexandr Ivanov | Unsplash, Pixabay and Hiclipart Kuelan’s Three Goals SPECIAL THANKS TO Mathew Macquarrie and LISTERINE® | Unsplash and Hiclipart The MS-13 Massacre SPECIAL THANKS TO Ameer Basheer and GLOCK INC. | Unsplash and Hiclipart Driven To Madness SPECIAL THANKS TO Inside Weather | Unsplash and Hiclipart The Rabbi Blows Chow SPECIAL THANKS TO Max Frajer and DORITOS/ FRITO-LAY | Unsplash and Hiclipart The Perils Of Miss Ha SPECIAL THANKS TO Janita | Pixabay and Hiclipart Northward SPECIAL THANKS TO Girl With Red Hat, Bryan Goff and GLOCK INC. | Unsplash and Hiclipart Kiana Park SPECIAL THANKS TO Tony Reid and COCA-COLA® | Unsplash Hiclipart Chief Boo SPECIAL THANKS TO 3220633 | Pixabay and Hiclipart Kuelan’s Malamutes SPECIAL THANKS TO Mr Nobody | Imaginary Place and Hiclipart Ellie’s War SPECIAL THANKS TO Leo 2014 and CANIK | Pixabay and Hiclipart Human No More SPECIAL THANKS TO Racheal Marie | Pixabay and Hiclipart The Peace Village SPECIAL THANKS TO Dina Dee, Public Domain Pictures, Racheal Marie, MIKASA, COCA-COLA®, Wikimedia Commons and Khaan (Anders Gardebring) | Pixabay and Hiclipart Wrangel Island SPECIAL THANKS TO Girl With Red Hat, Racheal Marie and Commons: RIA Novosti Nikolai Zaytsev (Николай Зайцев) | Unsplash, Pixabay and Hiclipart The Blonde Enforcer SPECIAL THANKS TO Roy Clarke and Supply | Pixabay, Unsplash and Hiclipart Bri, The Brisbane Belle SPECIAL THANKS TO Ivan Rudoy and CANIK | Unsplash and Hiclipart Kim Jong-Un’s Dominatrix Mistress SPECIAL THANKS TO Spacejoy and Tibor Janosi Mozes | Unsplash, Pixabay and Hiclipart A Mercenary For Hire Who Never Failed SPECIAL THANKS TO Linda Le and Mohamed Hassan | Pixabay and Hiclipart Shin Ye-Jin SPECIAL THANKS TO JJ Jordan and American Green Travel | Pixabay, Unsplash and Hiclipart

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Moranbong Darlings SPECIAL THANKS TO Rumana S. | Unsplash and Hiclipart Vlad’s Potemkin II SPECIAL THANKS TO Valeriy Labushkin and X Force 145 Admiral -The Italian Sea Group Headquarters | Unsplash and Hiclipart Vlad’s Daydreams SPECIAL THANKS TO Sonam Prajapati and X Force 145 Admiral -The Italian Sea Group Headquarters | Pixabay and Hiclipart The Lunch SPECIAL THANKS TO Mr Nobody | Imaginary Place and Hiclipart Talon & Rask SPECIAL THANKS TO Linda Le and X Force 145 Admiral -The Italian Sea Group Headquarters | Hiclipart Chain Reaction SPECIAL THANKS TO Three-shots | Pixabay and Hiclipart Magical Sense Of Ecstasy SPECIAL THANKS TO Jennifer Lim Tamkican | Unsplash and Hiclipart Fantasy SPECIAL THANKS TO Semen Zhuravlev | Unsplash and Hiclipart Malibu Surf Calendar SPECIAL THANKS TO Joshua Coleman | Unsplash and Hiclipart Love in Vladivostok SPECIAL THANKS TO Danila Danilenko | Unsplash and Hiclipart

THE GHOSTS OF BRISBANE

COVER: SPECIAL THANKS TO PurePNG, PNGRiver, Igor Rand & Chandler Cruttenden | Unsplash PRESENTATION POSTER: SPECIAL THANKS TO Linda Le, Pat Loika & & FLICKR Pat Loika, CC BY 2.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0> via Wikimedia Commons Alien Lockwood Poster: SPECIAL THANKS TO Daniel Korpai | Unsplash Michel Goh Poster: SPECIAL THANKS TO Maarten Van Den Heuvel | Unsplash POSTERS: Brisbane OP SPECIAL THANKS TO Actress Linda Le and Fabien Huck from Pixabay Lipstick Bomb SPECIAL THANKS TO Ann Heidemann and Gerd Altmann from Pixabay Ingrid & The Slimy Monster SPECIAL THANKS TO Henry Peters and to Mystic Art Design from Pixabay 3 Blonde Beauties SPECIAL THANKS TO Gerd Altmann & Robert Owen Wahl from Pixabay KEVIN not Kevin SPECIAL THANKS TO Reza Rostampisheh & Eugene Chystiakov | Unsplash The Hot Midfielder SPECIAL THANKS TO Swapnil Dwivedi | Unsplash & Majotherm | Pixabay Pageant Girl SPECIAL THANKS TO Actress Linda Le The Perils Of Talon Goh SPECIAL THANKS TO Matthew Kwong | Unsplash & Volker Koehn from Pixabay Talon Goh’s Equipment SPECIAL THANKS TO DHgate.com cosplay store, point3d commercial imaging ltd, Agaaa_K & Ryan Ei | Unsplash & HiClipart

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Sexy Pilot SPECIAL THANKS TO Killian Pham & Scorpio Creative | Unsplash The Seoul Airways Stewardess SPECIAL THANKS TO Iconnice Studio | Iconfinder & Eugene Chystiakov | Unsplash The Scheme SPECIAL THANKS TO Julia Turner, gpc33, WikimediaImages, Леонид Любимов from Pixabay and Dreamstime The Stun Gun SPECIAL THANKS TO Florian Berger | Unsplash & Danny Moore from Pixabay Maila’s Rage SPECIAL THANKS TO Ava Sol | Unsplash Making Love SPECIAL THANKS TO Actress Linda Le and to Scott Sanker | Unsplash The Humiliation of Miss Ha SPECIAL THANKS TO Engin Akyurt from Pixabay The Cheerleader SPECIAL THANKS TO Michael Glass on Unsplash & HiClipart Hyatt Suite SPECIAL THANKS TO Gadost0 from Pixabay and to Matthieu Dixte, Payam Tahery, Graphic Node | Unsplash Building 8 Walkway Massacre SPECIAL THANKS TO Grant Durr | Unsplash, Stephen [w7zWMpr] and wallpapersafari.com Another Snuff Movie SPECIAL THANKS TO Chaozzy Lin and Jon Butterworth | Unsplash The Asian Mercenary SPECIAL THANKS TO 1987599 from Pixabay Sex Bomb SPECIAL THANKS TO Engin Akyurt & Thomas Breher from Pixabay Terrorized SPECIAL THANKS TO RhoXPT and v2osk | Unsplash Burt Lance & His Horde SPECIAL THANKS TO code404 from Pixabay and Dmitriy Tyukov | Unsplash The Press Conference SPECIAL THANKS TO Icons8 Team and Joseph Chan | Unsplash 32 Brisbane Belles SPECIAL THANKS TO Roy Clarke from Pixabay The Nylon Toys SPECIAL THANKS Roy Clarke from Pixabay The Mutant Semen SPECIAL THANKS TO Omar Laghmiche and Scott Sanker | Unsplash Checkpoint 9 SPECIAL THANKS TO Roy Clarke, Gerd Altmann, and Momentmal from Pixabay The Flamethrower SPECIAL THANKS TO Roy Clarke and code404 from Pixabay The Weird Stuff SPECIAL THANKS TO Adrian Malec and Wikilmages from Pixabay Fantasy SPECIAL THANKS TO Wei Ding | Unsplash Ingrid Attacks SPECIAL THANKS TO Erik Tanghe from Pixabay and Velizar Ivanov | Unsplash Favorite SPECIAL THANKS TO Roy Clarke from Pixabay, Steve Harvey and David Tran | Unsplash Thirsted For Sex With Brunner SPECIAL THANKS TO Calibra and Barbara A Lane from Pixabay Chained and Stripped Naked SPECIAL THANKS TO Engin Akyurt from Pixabay

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